Red Meadow (Rudyard) Poem by Aimee Dege

Red Meadow (Rudyard)



A boy without agency.
The circle, the fabric.
The insane, the brutal.
Survival of the morally fit.

Start of the story, the entire story.
Fractured creatures and cowardice.
May he rest in peace.
For the fraud steals on one slowly.

He doesn't dismiss them.
He feels sorry for them.
Fight back!
Don't passively accept your fate.

Incredible possessiveness and supreme loneliness.

The pressures of reality.
Protect yourself.
My dear Beloved.
A story of bullying.

Marginal monarchs surround themselves with hubris.

The scars of your profession.
The human fatigue.
This trivialized pain.
Struggling to make the world's impression.

Now, all about agency.
A story of power.
Victims of their own greed.
Another kill of confrontation.

A story about knowledge.
Funerals.
For the living and the dead.
Essential animality.

Poet and kind friend.
With earth-shattering realization.
A study in temperament.
Brevity, brutality, agency.

An acidic family.
Dominated animals.
Anonymous people.
Beautiful objects.

Friday, January 16, 2015
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