(Closer?)
Sergeant Iraq beams in
to the Midwest beer garden
Suicide mantras raining down
from the podium of the RNC
Son, repeat after me
You’re on a mission from God
I’ll have a sniper rifle and a side
of two handguns, please
You are the Ark of the Covenant
The cup-shaped, hollowed out man-baby,
picture of the Father, fills like a catacomb
I’m ready to receive
Tell me, slowly, about the fleas
The Christians will be persecuted
Sergeant Iraq begins his
masterpiece weave
for the up and coming guild
of PTSD
3 comments:
Much, much better, though I'm still not certain about the Derek line. It's just about there...
Yes. The Derek line. I'm actually thinking about 1 Samuel right now. There's a section starting in Chapter 4 where the Israelites misuse the Ark of the Covenant in order to propel their war machine. Things did not go well for anyone involved. But just like it is hard to use myths with authority in poetry, it is also hard to make convincing biblical analogies. However...
Biblical allusions are difficult to pull off. I'm not certain how I'd try it--obliquely, probably.
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