1/Gin & Tonic

“She remembered to eat when she was worn out with weeping.”
–The Iliad

Remember how in the lost country of our times
Children of tumultuous love blast cobblestones
falling on their knees to gather shards
of metaphors, garden of fingers on the lyre

Yes, patriarchs have warned of age-old styles:
the rule of gamblers, the rule of thumb
& circus, down the river, of words, arrivals—

Cafes swim with cavaliers, signals on the sly
who mourn, Madonna, as tender archetypes:
magician, forger, bummer or Chaplin clowns
zapping the snarl of tygers in the blood—

Suddenly, a cry tears out of my heart of stone!

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