"Ebullient
Agony"
Poetry by Michael F. Nyiri
May 14th, 2005 10:54 a.m. p.d.t.
Responding
to harbingers of hollow hellos
hanging from handmedown recollections
Quelling desperate dogmas of delusion
dangling from draconian dungeons
dripping with the blood of sullied soldiers
of solitude
saluting salacious stupidity
Ever increasing
stipends of squalor
signifying stasis
scurrying about with no purpose
Answering questions which do not exist
?
Encouraging bounties which wither
in the sweeping soft scarred
dalliances of forgotten youth
as they persist
Asking of
humanity why
Listening to answers that barely exist
Perpetual ebullient agonies cry in pain
Pleasurable perfidy astounds
Eyes without sight abounding
The dead are only buried in the ground
And knowledge utters not a sound
Responding
to callow calumnies
disguised as innocent innoculations against
sanity
Breaking the mirror as one stares
at mass vanity
Insouciance overwhelms
as diatribes against monothiestic
magnitudes magnify morose maleficence
and niggling knockdown dragouts
diefy dogeared dalliances with
no purpose at all
And no one
responded to the call
Does the
cry of yellowed youth
appear as a scream of surreptitious
yearning
?
Do the garbled phone calls to 911
from murderous satanic perpetrators
of unthinkable theories of doom
herald their eventual salvation
?
Or has the
whole da*n world gone crazy
Ebullient agony awash in the blood of the innocent
Two battered and bloody
lives held out in the balance of boisterous monstrosity
found by the same maleficent murderer
of common sensical living and good works
Responding
to the harbingers of hollow hellos
the poet screams with no meanings for maligned memory
as the news stories repeat the ebullient agony of
lost souls
ravaged by time
Questioning, responding, ranting, roiling with
no regard to circumstance,
one can only cry to Heaven
one can only ask why
never to begin the response
And never to gain understanding
as the devil
dogs chew up the reasons in the distance
Poetry
2005
