Insurgencies
by Gary Hardaway
The first and fiercest impulse
is “annihilate them all”
like mosquitoes bearing malaria
or Dengue fever. They,
of course, might welcome martyrdom—
they nurture a medieval language
for the world inside themselves.
It spills out like pathogens from
the puncturing, proboscis-like,
automatic rifles. Like Alexander,
we would slash the knot
and let the pieces fall as they fall.
The end will film itself
in charred, eviscerated bodies
licked by stinging flies.
*, Gary. Strong stuff. I appreciate the fearful imagery you present to me as I read through your verse: 5 lines,4 lines,3 lines,2 lines,1line. finis.
A poem with teeth. My favorite lines: "they nurture a medieval language / for the world inside themselves."
Truth.
Lxx
Ok this one bashed my head in and I like that. Definite *
A vision of hell on earth.
"licked by stinging flies"
Terrific!
Powerful! My favorite: The end will film itself
in charred, eviscerated bodies
licked by stinging flies. ***
Yow! Knew I shoulda paid more attention in Latin class. *
Can't happen soon enough. *
Well done, Gary.
Thank you all very kindly.
Much to like here.
" Like Alexander,
we would slash the knot
and let the pieces fall as they fall." So true. *
Thank you, Sam.
Came back to read this again and realized I didn't comment the first time. Love the language in this although the subject is unsettling. *
Thank you, Charlotte.
Glad I finally got to this. "The end will film itself."*
Thank you, Gary.
Nice. Nice commentary on the state of our horror, G.
Thank you, Lucinda.
First the word, then the gun. Nicely and terrifyingly described.
Like Alexander,
we would slash the knot
and let the pieces fall as they fall.
well, wow. That sends me right back to school. beautiful, strong as fuck, intoxicating. *
Thank you, Daniel.
Thank you, Bud.