1463
5.2
2.i.24
killing the dead
again
a Villonesque
‘we are this that’
they all say
the more you do
the harder they haunt
they come to us
but we are killing the dead again
what choice?
what an example they set!
be mindful!
they don’t feel a thing
we are doing it for them
we do it in their name
and again and again
we dare them from the tomb to die
to come to a grislier end
to re-live
give up the ghost and all that
it’s happening all over again
you have to have the stomach for this
killing the dead again
it’s whack-a-mole
they look you in the eye
they lock you in the zombie room
they don’t need light
where they’re from
which is nowhere
it’s a bloodrush
a buzz
we rend and we tear
need a bigger gun
a sharper knife
need more rope to hang the dead
bring yours out!
we’ll kill ‘em again
we don’t care how dead they are either
we vanish the absent
disappear the gone
we have all their property, everything
their whole wide world
there’s every sentiment we’ve stolen
if we dance at all
then it’s on their grave
it’s on them
they deserved it
and it’s only right
the dead are naturally ‘under erasure’
we will need poison gas
we will need bigger bombs
all that they ever made is laid waste
you can’t keep a good corpse down
it’s a duty
it’s how we’ll go on
so full of the past we all are
and they’re in my head again
it’s chess
it’s the infinitesimal
they come creeping after
they are all kinds of rot
they are ash for the garden
and this is the best we can do
we will be there soon
we’re getting there
it’s an everyday occurrence
it’s just who we are
and none of this kills death
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