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Revolution

Thinking the thing that takes you to the brink, to the limit
Horizon seen and then not seen through the haze of the times
Pacing off the distance in degrees, and senses cut by crosshairs
Made the sea seeable/obscure.

The fatigue shirt, the little red book
The picture of Saint Che over a bed that was never mine
That was never made.

Roadmaps in the glove compartment of a beaten down Chrysler
A little apartment paid for by supporters of the revolution
Until the enemy finds out you are supporting the revolution.

Well enough
Cut out
Target

All the depressing hiding places, all the days without money
Believing you were the labor force for some far greater thing
For some power greater than yourself.

Arguing and believing a case could be made for your otherworldliness
For your stubbornness
For your refusal to see what the handwriting on the wall
Really said.

And you still had this quality
This belief or whatever
Stubborn refusal to see that you were in mortal danger
And I would be left behind

But back then, in those short days
When darkness quickly gained ground
It was buy coffee
Buy papers
Buy diapers (for me)
Buy dope

And bring them home to your little place
To your assumed name and your alias wife/husband
And act like it was all right.

As the red eyes of the sunset surrounded you
And the picture of Saint Che over the bed
That you looked at every night before you turned in
And never looked back.
Ashe




Poetry by Ashe The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-01-29 at 01:37

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
I watched a documentary about them a while back. What a terrible life to live. I suppose it went along with strong violent beliefs. How do they feel now? You portray the subversive life so well.
2018-02-01


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
This is really nice, Ashe. True or not, it is tangible, and it has immediacy, things that good poetry should have.
2018-01-30


yes, kant can The PoetBay support member heart!
it has a south american style, i almost can figure out the scene. many must have lived that life
2018-01-29


one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
i see two battles—the parents' revolution, and the child's battle to understand something beyond her understanding. the cause seems noble and maybe futile, but that's the nature of causes.

the innocent always suffer, that seems to be a universal truth. an unmade bed is bad, as is living on the run, but the worst must have been the uncertainty, and no sense of place. the child's memories are here, bewildered, but also stark. the image of Saint Che haunts. did you even know who this man was at the time, or was he as mystical/mythical as Jesus?

this is living history.
2018-01-29