A Nation Of Lunatics

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The anhedonics* have it; more pills,
loveless sex, booze and cash, all
forms of coping with the modern world.

Or athletics, politics, religion –
each interchangeable and dependent
upon the credulity of homo sapiens.

Enter the delusion of impending fame,
no less than cosmic significance, and
don’t forget the neighbors’ good opinion.

All this plus an ability to command
weather by temperament, along with
the omnipotent faculty of being bland.

Fueled by money and growing sophistication,
as the level of education sinks:
the picture of a people who cannot think.

©Dean Baker

*Anhedonia: Loss of the capacity to experience pleasure. The inability to gain pleasure from normally pleasurable experiences. Anhedonia is a core clinical feature of depression, schizophrenia, and some other mental illnesses.

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The Stupids

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My mind’s a thread unwinding; I
pluck at darkness, which falls.
It won’t let the stupids out; it
suffers them to bray and shout,
these Attic businessmen and women:
busy, they are knitting spirit doilies.

Must I endure like a disease the bad
and bright side of the living’s enemies?
But who am I asking? We are so
few than farther between might be.

You cannot hear me; you are denying everything,
soiled by the crossways unclean:
strapped in a cocoon of the secondary.

©Dean Baker

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Prepossession

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You lug your ideas of
what is fair, and what isn’t,
to each love affair

Call it sensitivity, I’d
say fear – since
I have no particular affinity

With liars,
those great invalids:
always attempting science

In some other way
like faith, or diet:
no matter what they say

©Dean Baker

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Poems from this past…, and books

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Usually, it would be that a post of gratitude for the poems posted ought perhaps to thank readers who ‘sign’ their evidence of having witnessed such work by ‘likes,’ and also establish the fact of their passive complicity in non-support by so doing.

That would include the fact that there were some who had purchased the book from which those readers ‘liked’ the book.

Apparently, the royal readers feel no such compunction as to showing any kind of appreciation that is not first understood as a distinct requirement that they come first; and only secondarily should there be any possibility that a book, even a physical copy for under $2.00 or an e-book similarly, be considered.

After all, they also are writers and readers of ambition and to stop to purchase might negate the competitive stance they hold whereby they should possibly be given such things as actual books, but in
their magnanimity they will settle for freely published/posted poems as a sufferance.

That they take no small pleasure in allowing corporate determination of literary values by such acts which remain seeming passive is beyond their understanding.

Fuck you, they don’t say – if you disappear under such lack of acknowledgment, such continued refusal to show real appreciative support, we do not care: there are more of us than you; and besides, they whisper to themselves each, I am sure I shall be The One who remains, Learned and Engaged.

Eventually these cannibals endure a quiet defeat they pretend to not comprehend, puzzled over the corporate world’s domination of whom is even allowed to speak deriving from the shuffling lack of significance fixed by their own passive deceit in creating the situation they tell themselves they deplore.

Baa, they say. Baa to any argument that would result in physical change, exactly, mirabile dictu, the poet was real, and not keeping his place. Just as if he or she thought they were as great as the classic free works.

Violent sheep to the core playing shadow games against their own engineered defeat and
ultimate disappearance.

All apparent energy of such slaves in determining standards never fixed because never shown real support, now dismissed as they await another attempt to be realized by somebody else, their masticating as it ever was: toothless, labored over with foul breath, and suspect motives.

A foul swamp of a kingdom declaring itself paradise, and its unclothed peasants campfire gathered as enthroned royalty awaiting another whom they can perfectly ignore and declaim their abandonment as real, and undeserving.

Eager as they anticipate news events, Tv programming, and all manner of gossip on which to speculate and then classify as art, poetry and superior understanding.

Oh, the humanity you can hear one declaim, as this dirigible sinks in flames.

Or better yet, listen to the silence all you Jethro Bodines: that is the sound of your culture.

©Dean Baker

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The Long Embrace

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Old habits persist:
the cold pure length of sky
provides familiar distance,
I can’t capture or decide on

Who knows how you will dance
as you are dancing now

Where I step beyond
the slightest hint of envy:
reeling, in the city streets
your eye commands, your soul retreats

©Dean Baker

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The Process Of Elimination

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Until you are bankrupt:
that is to say
without the resources
which both serve and detain

You will be
merely figment of another:
anonymous man, perversely
drawn to chaos, where

He does not contemplate
your murder or his safety –
idle triumphs best
left to idolizing dilettantes

But like a true aristocrat,
unfamiliar with the city,
concerns himself:
with only the immedicable present

©Dean Baker

©Dean Baker

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Bird Watching

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Even the sparrow’s song must
be bought by crumbs;
the restoration of grace,
and vanishing fear, taking on the form
of a full belly,
piping the food downward.


The neck stretches, the meal begins,
each hand of satisfaction
precedes
the infinite cruelty:
the branches voicing ruin, intestines
and shit, splattering in tune.

©Dean Baker

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