Anthony Weir Poems

After Hiroshima
all beauty is unbearable.
Light is the condensation
of darkness.
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I love to hear that man's works have been destroyed
by earthquake, flood or hurricane
and claimed back by the teeming void.
All man's works are wrung from pain
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1. SUCH BURDENS ON THE MIND


'Marrezi, turp
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Three out of every four Americans
(93% in the Bible Belt)
believe in Angels.
Angels are kinda mystic.
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For I will die anyway
Better to die sooner in chosen
conditions rather than later
most probably in pain
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For I am awake among the overfed
sleepers of Hell: for truth is the stair
descending to despair
and rising thence to more abysmal truth.
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Well, we'll live
as the heart dictates,
and not ask for anything.
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Conclusion escapes me
slinking away like someone who witnessed
a Mafia murder
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Every army is edible -
just fry or boil or bake.
In the Bar des Abattoirs
we talk about Fast Food
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Dogs are our souls.
Consciousness is mere complexity
of joined-up holes -
a rotten shroud
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