The price of crude

by Djelloul Marbrook

Djelloul Marbrook

If I weren't working in the dark
life wouldn't be half so interesting;
I'd have to study the barrel cost
of light sweet crude resentment
as if there were an algorithm,
like testing proven reserves,
instead of frolic in a mysterium.

I see the red air tremble when
epithelials are feeding roses;
nothing is more irreducible
than anger poured upon our wake
and if it ever were to run out
how would we gin up wars
and molest the child within?

Far from Algiers

Last updated September 16, 2011