Committees Of The Congratulatory

In this pigsty of dreams, appetite
declines to seem while poverty bites
off chunks of soul shrunk to small

You know what everything costs,
to guess the worth of what’s lost,
calling love praise and lust
to keep you from the dirt and dust

Waiting for the real thing to come
if ever in those measures,
those metaphors of dumb pedestrians,
guilty bystanders
flatliners whose creed and belief

Remain linear and iron-bound, devoid
of depth though filigreed with
the ornaments of hypocrisy: the
significant few
who hate themselves yet seek

To be seen, unobserved between
the leaves and trees
invisibly profound in committees
of the congratulatory: the guarantee
redundancy amid temporary acclaim

©Dean Baker


**Dark Earth – ‘Rabelais and Hieronymus Bosch look out of dark chinks in these poems…’

‘The most unique set of poems I have ever read’

**Silence Louder Than A Train – ‘Highly recommended’ ‘ would be  hard pressed to do better…’

‘…savagely introspective…’

Dean’s books will someday be required reading…’

©Dean Baker

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