A Poem

J.D. Harms
Nov 6, 2020


Photo by Steve Johnson on Unsplash

An ignorance separates you
from the others
pride oozing with those blackening

A sweep past, a flung out arm
the regency of the dark
left hanging on the wheel

The Spectacle continues

You cover your eyes in such a way
that you can still see

The condemned offers nothing
but a return to the same
and has moved into history as a kind
of signal
a determination of some kind of strength

Your thieves owe you
nothing now

If the revolution is to keep going like this
could someone bring some branches
and light a fire?

J.D. Harms 2020



J.D. Harms

Former hairstylist, perpetual philosophy student, swallowed by poetry, writing, ideas