Poems, — October 12, 2010 15:20 — 0 Comments

Mimivirus: after Yeats

Mimivirus merchants

Denizens of a shadow world

No more alive than dead

But ever-present: indestructible;

Mammoth replication machines

Identical with

The product they peddle

And fix now to that flat surface:

 

The old message, in all its ancient purity

In search of a new host’s messenger RNA

To sell again the untainted dream …


Mindful always of the most recent betrayal

Of those who now stride the corridors of power

And must be brought down …



I saw them at close of day …

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