Poem: the Giant is/in Us
John Beacham
1.
Hey. Listen. … I know
I understand
I could be your uncle after all.
I’m your side.
Believe in me
Well, if you can’t believe me, then who?
There’s no one else …
After all
Anyway,
You don’t want to fight anymore, right? Right? …
Right? …
Who keeps fighting? Not you. Anger …
will get you nowhere. … Nowhere
(A slight neck lowering. A shoulder tip like ladling yellow blood)
2.
Softly: There, there. There. Hush it …
It is Russia. That is the real problem here, don’t you know?
The white supremacy. Yes. Sure. But China more so
The virus. It’s their fault that “america” falters
The misogyny. The homophobia. The deathcamp pandemic workplaces and schools. I know. But North Korea. Venezuela. Iran
Your childish demands to defund the “american” lynching machines …
Your problems? All your problems: China’s fault …
(((((“america” is great!)))))
Leave everything to us. We’ve got warships with missiles.
Racism: that’s not us don’t you know?
Imperialism: simply not true!
Go to sleep, child. Not sleepy, you say?
Who am I? Is that really soo important?
3.
Slow rumble organ, flat keys:
The Giant depicted in dusk, from
that dark layer under the semi-moon placid seas not so deep,
a crystal tsunami up-fusing in asteroidy and sinewy tentacles,
hurling toward the shard-black heart of the Impaling
4.
The Giant wakes. You fight. Here are guns, works and the words
I that is above will be no more, no more, no more …
No more …
5.
Creak. Yawn. Stretch. Snap. Applause
(A)way, haul away. We’ll haul away Jo!
(A)way, haul away. We’ll haul away Jo!
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