Rare Poetry Moment: “The New Ten”

Sugar of the island;

crystalline.

Seclude thyself from

the fingers of the men of The World.

 

Birds of flight;

softened against the earth; hardened against the sky.

Avoid rest beneath

the head of the men of The World.

 

Fresh water of the brook;

serene.

Bubble, toil, and rush away from

The mouths of the men of The World.

 

Trees of the forest;

magnanimous.

Stand tenacious before the frailty of them;

fortify the earth as it is gouged by the men of The World.

 

Mountains that challenge the heavens;

stoic.

Hold thyself between them

the men, and The World.

 

Salt-water of the sea;

viscous.

Run thyself down the gullet

of the men of The World.

 

Cattle of the fields;

naive.

Hold thy tongue and stomach;

do not slave to the men of The World.

 

Fangs of the exiled hunters;

voracious.

Bare thy teeth against them;

consume the meat of the men of The World.

 

Children of men;

ambiguous.

Remain at play; thy memory will wither of

the men of The World.

 

Men of The World;

insolent; gluttonous.

Sit idle and fat;

thy follies shall decay beneath the history of The World.

 

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