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i am the ghost of sisyphus

Posted to Action Poetry

that goddam rock
it finally put me to rest
this sad sack of bones
i rolled beneath day blue fairy skies
from birth to ruin
my extended forecast
ROLL that rock
the Greek Gods roared
but when the rabbi they
killed upon that cross
more than barnabus
was tossed away soul free
the olympians fled
and they were gone
now i am stuck
with albert camus
and stephen dadalus
and my wings
rising in the sun
and i soar
into that once and only
cormorant crowd
yes, heckle bends his beak to me
says he, yes
you and me jota jeckle
you and me
magpies we be