Kool Aid For Dark Gods


 

 

 

 

 

 

Things may appear to be normal for you.
You take refuge in the certitude that I have
accepted what’s been presented, offering
no visible dissent. Whether is it insult, abuse –
the virtue of your beauty or the wisdom
in believing the truth as delivered, you will

Notice neither remorse, ingratitude nor
suppressed attitude. You will believe your life
continues as it should; that you have scored
another mark on the wall, scaled a low height
so that whatever state of mind you require continues.
There will be no indication of other ideas, of

Other perceptions not participating in the scheme.
From where you stand behind the screen of
childhood memories, vengeance and attributes
of righteousness, along with an imperturbable
inviolability, there is no danger reaching out
from a cushioned darkness, no scratch on the blackboard

No sudden whiff of a scent made by monsters
merely biding their time for you to fall asleep.
Everything contributes to your ideas of the good
as you ease off into dreams unaware that dark
dealing has long ago claimed you for itself
where you breathe, stand and look now out on anything.

©Dean J. Baker

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Diurnally


 

 

 

 

 

Out there, it’s pure death;
not white as what might be a
first November snow, but as cold
and disappearing:
as the breath which impels me

On my way before breaking,
flesh and bones;
into the single spot of silence,
that we feel:
weighs us down as we move upward, equally

©Dean J. Baker

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The Gift


 

 

 

 

I have discovered my beauty
It didn’t happen overnight

Many years of silence did their work
and getting used to fright

This used to be a problem
when I wanted to fight

And all the beautiful women
would not say Good night

I thought that I had fallen
but I had not fallen yet

I step from my shadow
much to your regret

©Dean J. Baker

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Conspiring Distance


 

 

 

 

I am the fallen.

The runaway son, born and reborn through transpiring muck.
Crossing; the wide distances, currency. A dissonance
commanding recognition.

This does not go easy on anyone persuaded that they
themselves are listening.
Fanatics.

I am an assassin familiar; wanting to break your memory
of the balance of secrets.
The ransom unpaid by forged documents.

Let alone sheaves of thought stacked against the
moonlight of your staring heart.

©Dean J. Baker

-excerpt from The Transits Of Revelation

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Any Old Tune


 

 

 

I haven’t any explanation
for your loving patience;
I feel bankrupt:
a stranger to love’s glories

And I prefer to fight
the fire,
rather than signal: that smoke
blinds and disfigures

Though you and I know,
the real flame
purifies our stories: giving
grace in what we bring to light

©Dean J. Baker

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