MY LUDICROUS WATCHMAKER
The one who enabled the universe
on that most curious morning; a new
cartwheel in within a new firmament?
We were made and kept that way?
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Now the watchman comes : Though
not the Watchmaker I mentioned, still
sharing in part a world? Logos anew?
This new word made flesh?
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Were I not an enabled Jew, I'd know?
Were I not a slaughtered Christian
within the catacombs of Rome, I'd
know? How is this come to be?
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The carnival people keep coming;
from village to village, that mob
walks the lanes: foolish and unkempt?
Costumed and loud and anarchic?
A festival of dread in this march
of the dead.
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