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The Ides of March
the voice of truth abides
"A" for Astra Woodcraft, and the child she fled to save.
She faced the chill of disconnect, and others tithed their babes.
"N" for Noah Lottick, who was only 24.
With a slim fistful of dollars, he sailed from the tenth floor.
"O" for drowned Ophelias who perished in the deep:
Ostertag, The Pilot, Margaret Winkleman, and Pete.
"N" is for Not Drowning: Josephus in the bath,
his death a dark monstrosity of cruelty and wrath.
"Y" is what we ask aloud as we behold the sight
of your ostentatious monoliths, their windows shut to light.
"M" is for McPhearson, Moxon-Meyer, Meister, Mills.
And a Mom named Ellie Perkins, whose son could not take pills.
Mom-in-law Miscavige, Mack, Mooney, and McCann:
A dark march of mortality, morbidity, and scam.
"O" is for oblivion upon a hangman's noose,
or the deathcall from the window-ledge where many faced their truth.
"U" are who I ask to look upon this soul's dark night.
Why are they dead? There's not just one.
And this is why we fight.
"S" for Scientragedy: innocence betrayed.
CO$ beware the Ides of March:
We are Legion.
Be Afraid.
1 comment
I'm dealing with a depressed parent. This poetry gave me some insight into what is going on in his mind. I found this site while googling the strange title of a letter he wrote to me called the Ides of Wrath. The title doesn't make any sense to me, it's not the middle of the month, I don't know where he got the word ides from. Anyway morbidity is a real and palpable thing and it gave me some degree of comfort to see it elsewhere. It's early morning, I was dreaming about roaches and I awoke to scratching at my window. The clarity that I have to go through this bad time with my dad is calming my fear of this dark place he is in.