War[ring] poetry

 

Even wars need poets,

and in modern times we are

often at war

without knowing it so.

 

And so perhaps it is

true and right to be saying

in all moments

and places

 

we need poetry to

hand a right

and a

duty of caring desire

 

when sex and love do

conspire

to close in on the

foolish inattention of

 

those who prefer

not to make that

love but

revert to that war

 

of the parties that

bat(tle)

unfairly their cricket

until the dick(it)

 

she is loses

everything she had

to the assumption

that bad had no

 

consequences

at all, and maybe

that bad

was actually good

 

in gorgeous dis-

guise, and gay

words and

way-

 

ward stuff would be

quite enough

to stuff

the reality up his ass.

 

(Or p’raps we’d

be

a tad

politer

 

saying: “Somewhere

under

the 

carpet!”)

 

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