Poem 1979 (1)

The Judgement

 

Man only begins to understand
and mouth as if he were listening
trying to decipher the script
with his hands
or his wounds.

There is always more work
until he has no strength left
and his tongue can just lap.
During this process memory goes
he tries to recover phenomena
but they roll around his mind
he grasps at falling codes
condemned chains of silence
pitching across perception.
Then the Judgement.
We bury him.

Man only begins to understand
such justice
yet he mumbles in harness
you read on his face a complex
of active vibration
while mouthing the script
then one of our officers moves in
now the subject recalls former days packed with people
that old machinery still working slightly
as he lies
eyes closed

on the sand
done.
He sees dark shapes
they move over his face.
We bury him.

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