Lost redeemer

driven hither by the gourd

sweeting among the

swaggering clods

 

Lost redeemer

lonely outcast of beyond

sent here to incubate

a savage treason

 

Lost redeemer

wanderer through winter

adorned with rich synthetic

imitations of compassion

 

Lost redeemer

struggling to evict the

comfortable squatters off their

buttocks into dust

 

Lost redeemer

rememberer of ancient blades

of eyes that held no pity

and the clear wind

 

Michael's Poems