Derek R. Audette Poems

Feminine across the wires
caressing in pixilated text
breaking silent night
bringing to me soft company
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There were days when giants walked the earth, man.
there were days when giants walked the earth

But not no more, man
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Brrroaw
Chicka-chicka-chicka
Shlip-shlunk
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As things now stand
the criticism advanced
no teacher of history will deny this
we have omitted
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Canada:
the great land
and Canadians:
the great people
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Alive in the house of the monkey king,
whilst the trumpets moan
and a buffet is set before me,
whilst virgins tend to my needs
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One must wonder at the beauty of the universe,

be it formed by design or accident,
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“Not to worry.”
said a voice,
in a dream.
“Not to worry.”
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Longer still they tear at my fetid heart
with minds that suffer like a dew draped leaf,
and through grand halls lined with bitter demur
my ersatz body is slowly produced.
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Last night I watched a man have his throat cut.
I know not what was his crime or error.
I know only of the terrible screams,
and the awful moans of pain and panic.
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