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from Eulogy for the Human Race
Love Poem by Wolf Larsen And the world becomes a pool of floating human bodies and all you can do is walk down the falling streets deluged with mental ill patients and drug addicts and they’re all singing massacres and why are they sing?ing massacres while the rains pour down inside your head and storms of memories paint black canvases black canvases black canvases accompanied by disfigured poetry and suicidal violins and that’s when hundreds of people begin committing suicide in a public square downtown and your brain became filled with suicides and immense seething obsessions and your girlfriend becomes pregnant with crawling worms slithering through your vagina because your penis has become a mushroom cloud and the mushroom cloud becomes the human race which is floating across the earth in a pool of dead bodies... I paint black canvasses over and over... the entire human race massively-violently panicking in death terror and I love you so much that I think of our bodies rotting alongside of each other in the earth - I love you so much that I paint rusting steel mills all over your
stomach walk through this minefield - and in our future together they will all slam a thousand doors in our faces and hatred will turn our sons into killers of both the white and black peoples and our daughter will run through insane asylums until she is found hanging by her neck one beautiful sunny morning while new york city rushes indifferently around her - you and I will breed on a mountain of corpses of the white and black peoples - this is how much I love you - the gun in my jacket ready for black nationalists and white supremacists as we smilingly laugh down the darkened streets together - love and lust between black woman and white man is something to kill for - and as the rusting steel factories empty of workers never to return as all the scowling frustrations burn seething on the south side of chicago as white and black workers kill each other in the streets we shall lovingly embrace to the music of gunshots and the cries of dying others will join our joyous cries of lovemaking and the cries of six billion screaming others as Hutu kills Tutsi as Croat kills Muslim who kills Serb who kills Croat as Hindus and Muslims kill each other we’ll slowly pay off the mortgage and arrange for own funeral plots next to each other as the dividing line between black and white on the south side becomes waves of funeral plots running down both sides of the streets - you can be a social worker presiding over endless waves of homeless humanity - alcoholism and domestic violence all parading in your office slowly rotting you from within and I can be a fireman fighting a hundred daily arsons and we can scream in our clashing nightmares together and then wake up for another day of living nightmares and after we die we can rot together side-by-side in the ground - will you marry me? - I want someone to hold when the air raid sirens come - I want someone to hold when the mushroom clouds blanket us with the whiteness of death. . . Copyright © Wolf Larsen 1998, dark poetry book Eulogy
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