Ego words redeemed
Ego words redeemed
Artist-hero is me
A symnoliste groomed
To prove that I belongs
As a reflating heritage
Of Baudelaire and Caesar
I have escaped my agony
My version of my selves
And Laforage the dancing
Visionary who creeked created beauty
I cold hand the moon
And Godlike indiffernance
With my critical intelligence
Here am I compensated
With my practice of poetry
And middle-class resentment
Against words that hangs
Off the tip of the tongue
Uneasiness is in deep
Rest precariousness the
Rebellion is only first
From its artiest associations
Of going through the artiest-hero nature
Proceed with human will
To kill the uneasiness of being
A hero animal of human relationships
Writers of the world you espouse
This roughly speaking romantics
In a gained values of good and bad
I value the not knowing of
All that is known as convectional
Truth is a burden
A bringing of lonely ness
And suffering the
Powerlessness
Of being scapegoat
Poet in moral isolation
Surrounded by words
Commentator on each
Poem a born hunger
Of Kafka and Knut Hansum rejects
In the dullness of all
Our ordinary experience.
poem by David E. Patton
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