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The Fallen You had the view that flesh is just a star’s cast-off air, just unlucky enough by clumping chance to be heir to sharp awareness of its fallen nature. You loathed the catholic star that dropped you naked where these wild things are, the savage heart, the unarising peace. You did find a cure for these, not in coke, in mind-arranging smoke or professional mechanics of the mind, but in a rope, one in nature with the father— with the sun—that let you fall back to the eternity behind it all. Your body knew nothing of this. Your soul, that dark ambassador, the freight you couldn’t carry, withheld its conclusion to itself until your brothers found your dust just where you instructed them to find it all, unburdened of that murderous soul become a Djinn, exploding in the bottle of the self. |
Additional Notes:
In memory of Michael Mercurio.
Djinn: In Persian and Mohammedan mythology, the Djinns were created 2000 years before Adam, but sinned against God and were degraded from their original high estate. The greatest among them was Eblis, cast out by Allah for refusing to worship Adam.
This Poem was Critiqued By: DeniMari Z. On Date: 2008-10-06 00:21:27
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Very profound, and informational write Mark. I've not studied what you wrote about; nor know anything about this Persian myth. What I do know; is that this is a classic poem - written with out faltering; hesitation and inspiring thoughts. Deep thoughts that stir the concious of the reader - enlighten the soul - and
evaluate - religion on different terms.
Wonderful; I completely enjoyed this read.