Two Poems – Adam Levon Brown

Soliloquy of the Predator

 

Salivating/The hunger grows/simple similes cannot express/Shred, tear, gnaw

 

           Trip the phantom in the night

           And the hunger grows

           Take the lance out of the fight

           And the hunger knows

 

Must feed/ The beast within gets/More powerful each night/Mutation will/ come swift

 

            Tackle the ghost that hides within

            And the feast is prepared

            Make the angel commit the sin

            And your life is now snared

 

The flesh/it calls from the trees/ripe and juicy/simply divine/Monster!

 

            Sack the Saxon and drink his wine

            Or vultures will find a way

            To steal their sip and steal your swine

            Away from you while you sway

 

Ravage the/remaining countryside/take no/ prisoners/Meet the end/ and find peace

 

Simple Mutation

Shadows bouncing,

Reverberating off the back of skull

 

Flashing wildly in the noon sun,

Starlit beyond reassurance

 

Phantasmagoria filled

To the brim with lilac oceans

 

Tilted to the moon in meadow Spring

Marching frenetically to the drumbeat

 

Of war and avarice

With no hope of winning, losing

 

What is left of the puddles that formulate

Miracles in the form of pennies

 

Sprinkled at the feet of St. Augustine

In a fountain far removed from the

 

Simple lodgings that once housed

Hermetic heroes of yore for years on

 

End, with nothing left to give

And nothing left to forgive

 

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