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UNDERGROUND

they are all
underground
all
Ezra Pound

dig
your way
down

or they are
ash
dutifully cremated
war
incinerated
(I do not
speak of
what
deadly sin)

Sisyphus down
in Hell (as Greek
Hades) rolling that rock
big as the comet
caused
extinction
level event

backpack of guilt big
as a mausoleum
at least
a tombstone

and at the top
of that incline some
Devil of subversion
to tip
physics against him

send him
tumbling back

that’s how it is
when you elect to
go subterranean

lay down those tracks
under a city

become
rebel against
injustice, harbinger of
tyranny

face of
an angel, body of
a scorpion
as you dig
dig
with such drive, such
deep secret purpose

above, in the sunlight,
everything is see-through
everything is clear

they are using
such transparency to
close
tight, screw done

rail away under
great pretext in
broad
light of day