Once More
István Vas
1983
You’re so brave, you camp-followers of Cain—
after Baudelaire, yet! Shit-shoveling first father,
your visa was validated
when that cretinous cudgel whammed the wandering
flock’s shepherd, that day-dreaming pastor,
the smoke of whose sacrifice could rise
up, while yours charred on the ground.
Murder—sanctified as Mutiny
by the flaccid, spunkless…
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