Marcel Aouizerate


Skandalon - Poem by Marcel Aouizerate

May I, Plato, stuck in mourning
You'll be the philosopher,
I'll be the beauty queen,
May I, Socrates, as you chose principles
Over politics, I'll be the prolétaire,
You'll be the questionnaire, but may I
Interest you in the unexamined life?
You'll be the buyer, I'll be the dealer and
For now, let us keep the pharmakon
Perfectly free, let's keep our minds
To ourselves, and let's exchange something
Concrete, for once. You'll be mad -
You'll be right to the tee -, I'll have
The garden gnome.


Comments about Skandalon by Marcel Aouizerate

  • Gold Star - 30,840 Points Gajanan Mishra (9/12/2013 12:06:00 AM)

    very good write, thanks, I like it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, September 19, 2013


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