Peter Lilly: Poems

Listening to directions  From a drunk man, Whilst trying to read a map In the light of a half moon. Progress is slo w . Written in 2009.  Persistence in the key!

Look down at the sodium stars Of a pessimistic skyline Beneath the black anonymity, The expansive anything. The 'Summun bonum'* Is but an ominous question mark, Apparently. Look down on all breath and blood Transparently eclipsing the obvious essentials. When the blatant hides behind the invisible You’re lost inside last century’s explanation And you need to keep up with the times, Apparently. This advertising nihilism; A pseudo ambition, Chasing your own tale. A rejection, replacing what yesterday overlooked, Tracing an orbit in the heavens; Circling the drain; The meaningless of our own answers. Scoff at the scent of superstition As poetry disintegrates into Uninventive descriptions of depravity, Because you’re not truly right Unless you don’t believe in truth, And it’s beneficial to swallow your own teeth, Apparently. Now sweat, not from heat But the embarrassment of Something that you have never said, You took progress for granted. ...