First Day


In this horror show holocaust, wherein
nightscapes arise to haunt in unspoken rage
the carnival cruise control breaks and familiar
torment takes the stage to twist and turn
with every ache, inflate in panic
which exaggerates the waste blown up

In hate and disgust, absent any affection
displayed in the hollow of lust, I pay
for lessons unlearned easy once, minus
straight A’s or any other false praise or distrust:
my mistake the focus on dirt as though
to satisfy ghosts on the seriousness

Where gone and awake prove worth in any
place not listening to value, I affect
betrayal, or forget whatever nonsense
disturbs my universe: as grace comes alive
each song echoes the untraveled worlds, and
I, at last unborn, cast eyes anointed with pearls

©Dean Baker

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