VISIONS OF THE EMPIRE: A poem for the 21st century, (Excerpt 006)

by Jon Rappoport (Copyright 2021)

January 12, 2023

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Excerpt 006:

a painted hand on a canvas disappears down into the mouth of a
virgin

a factory in Cinncinati plunges into the production of synthetic
thighs

the cage of the tiger is very clean
attendants come in once a day and
scoop up the feces and remove them
they hose down the floor
when they’re done the tiger is let back into the cage
and picks up his pacing

Huge sums in bank accounts disappear
Wearing a webbed helmet, you’re running across a lake in Liberia
with an M-16

an orange bird
walks down
to a small fountain pouring into the eye of an exploded
centurion

Disembodied skulls are talking to each other in a Times Square
liquor store
what was the greatest war?
in whose name did we lay down our flesh
was the uranium really depleted
how many roadside bombs did you see before the last one
did we guarantee the oil
did we plant the poppies

freedom is standing in a bar on university place and ordering a beer
at six o’clock and listening to the voices

freedom is taking a shirt of infinite sadness and folding it up

freedom is sitting in a bus station in a small town and counting the
money in your pocket and watching the door as a wolf trots in and
stares at you

freedom is being as sad as the animals

freedom is falling down on your knees in the street

freedom is a beautiful drunken woman tearing off her clothes and
taking the elevator down to the lobby of the Fairmont Hotel in San
Francisco

Raphael’s curls
Are wired
From cliffs domed with chimes.

The NY Times
Is a mosquito
On a plum.

In halls of marble
Heralds open the door
Spring
At last

The gold-seated apparatus
Spits out souls,
Tourniquet
Of the faded sea.

South of Los Angeles…dancers arrive early in a giant room above
the ocean.
In forest halls, dryads run like crystal.
CON FRER Tito Puente strides into the endless Balboa ballroom.
Timbales, rolling cymbals, chingachcook congas, brass section put
in harness from the ceiling. Tito is sitting in a blue mist. The slow
vibraphone turns over and over and Silver runners flash around
corners.

In the New York harbor
Turbines with numerical rivets
Are driven into light.
Shoreline hardworking men rest on the
Kneecap of a colossal Buddha
Coming into port

when I was a boy
a road among trees
magnolia, oak, maple…
squirrels with great healthy bushy tails ran up trunks
jumped on to roofs
sniffed smoke coming out of chimneys
and in the dark
there were horse chestnut trees dropping polished mahogany
along the little lanes leading off the road…

After the Cross of money burned and rotted
we walked to the shore
we walked into the ocean
we walked on the ocean floor
we discovered the oceanic mind
we swam on the towering waves
we came back to ourselves

we smelled towers of the city
we floated into the city
we rolled out on to the highways of America

we broke veins of golden paralysis in the clock of the galaxy

we rose with our swords and decapitated the Holy Worm

we planted gardens around the wreck of the Babel Tower and
invented new languages that would spread like morning glories


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6 comments on “VISIONS OF THE EMPIRE: A poem for the 21st century, (Excerpt 006)

  1. Sean says:

    Neat o.

  2. Your poem is like walking into a Salvador Dali painting. And

  3. Paul says:

    Copyright ©️ date 2021

    Narrative date undated

  4. Paul says:

    BeautifulJon !
    In a Smashing ! Sorta way.
    The way the Brits say it.
    That is That is.

  5. Paul says:

    What is there ?
    Coursing through
    The Air.
    But FEAR,
    At what
    WE
    WILL
    Bare.

    Visions
    Of
    & For
    The Future.

    Of [Things].

  6. A Reader emailed me the following comment:

    ~~~

    Ah. YES! The Fairmont Hotel. I remember it well! Shipped out of Alameda with USN & merchant marine ships. Have gone under the Golden Gate more than drove over it.

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