Friday, March 27, 2009

293. MALEUS MALEFICARUM AND ALL THE REST

MALLEUS MALEFICARUM
AND ALL THE REST
('the hammer against witches')

I took the quiz and failed miserably.
Rilke on the shelf, next to something
about Gauguin and then 'On the Road'.
The very next morning, the flagrant
mice had entered Lyons and taken
all the cheese. It was like cavorting
with the wife of an errant bishop,
or some local priest, excommunicated
long ago. Pestilence I knew about already.
There were names for the things I'd
seen - the Canarsie local, the old guy
with the white tiled butcher shop,
the German with the exploding ears.
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All of us together, we sat down to read
history, nodding our heads in a repeat
motion to agree with the speaker up front.
The lectern (wrapped in a rubber gauze)
had been made bulletproof so he could
continue his droning words. It went like
Christmas Eve, slow or fast, depending
on your point of view and expectations.

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