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poetry by Michael Helsem

 

The thirst for lies is like the desire for change
Except despair not hope stands watch in the crow’s-nest.

07 21 04

 

Facecrime

High hysteric decade
Nearing the limit
And liberty’s last breath

Not much left for art
Except the art of death

Uranium vap
Sifts down; in our veins slub
Since the demons came

Or was it star Algol
Tugged up this grave tide

And we wait until time
Grants a new meaning
To the hole and the char

04 20 04

 

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According to the Will of God

The warning on his desk unheeded,
Bush went fishing. Plans succeeded
Both to break a tyrant’s crown,
And to bring an empire down.

04 13 04

 

 

You were right to hurt me
Since you had a bad day

Pain must travel
Fish gotta fly
And we will be crushed

Like the night snail
My feet found on the path

03 19 04

 

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Nigerian Haiku

Huge sum of money
Old pond & olive waters
The walls of Lagos

02 19 04


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Michael Helsem is a Dallas poet, long-time art critic for DallasArtsRevue and creator of languages.

 

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