Publication 839
By Arcadian on
Sunday, April 9, 2006
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Surgery with Velvet Gloves
Red dust covers
spades and picks
laying idle
near the bleeding lip
Of the man-made crater;
the aftermath
of a fired cannon ball.
The pit reveals:
a scabbard, a cracked helmet
and a marble head;
half buried in earth,
resisting the prying light
and moaning underbreath:
"Why have you bothered ? -
let our glorious past
lay buried beside us"
Circumspect consultants,
write in notepads;
tape measures extend,
measuring the length
and breadth
Of the excavation excitedly:
another rare find.
Velvet gloves are donned,
adjust the saw blade
so teeth bite and grip
into the marble frieze;
Sickening sounds of
severed limbs linger
all the way to the docks,
were empty
foreign cargo holds
await the booty of torsos.
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