Frank Bana Poems

It's really strange to me, I fault the companies
Tobacco companies, Big Cancer
For their inefficiency. All my life
I never smoked a cigarette, not a single one
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Surely G-D herself
On a short Sabbatical

Taking a break from
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I never expected to live so long
In those shell-shocked years when lymphoma came
In the proliferate shadow of the nuclear bomb
With wars fanning out like toxic flowers
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Feathered flakes of snow

Miniature sky-divers
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They say coffee loses its potency
The more you drink

Maybe it does
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The wide and unexpected space
The sixteenth song he had to sing
Not one word spoken until then
He'd only introduce the band
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The family battalions massed nearby
Waving their napkins of white lace
At the heat, around the flies
That hung above the pig's glazed head
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Even for a poet
It is difficult to evoke
The disgrace that are these 'Olympics'
The disgust I feel, that in some way
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The beauty of an equation as it curves
Held in balance by the equals sign
The swell of breast, belly and waist
The joy of reconciling
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Facing my execution
Unsure I was the one
Found with the smile, holding the smoking gun
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