Carry (Your Ghost) Shadow Poem by benedict mmm

The spectre is haunting Europe,

The spectre of confusion.

All the Powers of old Europe have entered into a holy alliance to

exorcise this spectre: Pope and Czar, Kings with their lies

ancient new Radicals and brutal police-spies


Pretend you're not me,

Pretend that you know not your own mind,

Comply with kingdoms of old comprehension,

College graduation mental institution,

My self induced life cancerous comrades believe me,

That for every penny you threw at him you'll be paid in kind.


Diderot

Man will never be free until the last king is strangled

with the entrails of the last priest.

If you have trembles then I tremble to

If you shiver then I have shivers to

A holocaust in old London and hell rises with you


So give my love to those back home

As my knuckles are broken again

It's been so long on shattered bone

Nothing learned with shot and lead

So give my love to those back home