Marc Radzyner

Rookie - 223 Points (21 June 1944 / Lausanne)

No Country For Old Men - Poem by Marc Radzyner

when the girl says not that way
the scene just before Anton Chigurh kills her
he has killed so many he has killed them all
what gets you is her wide eyes her credulity
although she must know what is about to go down

and her voice breathless and knowing as before sex,
this authentic Texan gal
knows what she will have to pay
for arguing for knowing
in there, no country for old men

and the killer himself sitting in his corner
in the half-light obsessed,
obsessive flipping his coin, baiting
his benign deathlessness,
his concerned smile when she argues with him,

no it's you, she says,
it's not the coin. it's just you-
mouth quivering, like, waiting,

and what about him voice drawling
looking at her wearily,
his regret, his compassion
get you,
her mouth her lips her

nothing he wants nothing
does he really want nothing at all?
it is the thing itself the equalization
the articulation of what is just

I got here the same way the coin did
hitting the counter the dust

we don't see him kill her,
the way he killed all the others,
but by now we understood why he must-

the heart, the core in the heart, deadly killer of a film,
way past anything we can allow ourselves to undergo

Topic(s) of this poem: death, murder

Form: Free Verse

Poet's Notes about The Poem

poem refers to the movie of eponymous title, with Javier Barden as Anton Chigurh & Kelly McDonald as Carla Jean Moss. The poem concerns one of the last scenes.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 12, 2017

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