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Al Buono
My Father’s Clippings
He had never cleaned his razor
or so it seemed, now
six months
since his death
the aged Norelco passed along
to his first born and
only son
black gray whiskers
once stubbled upon his face
unwanted and
unloved
dead yet interred not
upon the rest of him, fey
relics sacerdotal yet
unsainted
how now to enshrine them
strayed, aberrant from grief’s
ceremony, from earth
grounding
urned, perhaps, within
easy memory; commingled of
a morning with his
own slivered
beard of black and gray.
Neotony
Emasculation, premature
evisceration, puerile
castration, infantile
his forefinger pointed
his thumb cocked back
across the table so
inveigled, the little girl
did waggle
too violent an act
this vile attack
of finger and cocked thumb
"it might go off!
was the safety on?"
said principal
unprincipled
missiles rained on Baghdad
bombs fell on Kosovo
children
who remember closely
their last death
cling not
so tenaciously to life
Eve
Her diptych tongue
long dwelt within his navel
traced
the knot of
his umbilical
untethered
slithered
now down Adam's trunk
forbidden
Tree of Yahweh's Garden
defoliated and
unhidden
knowledge of death
and life
of causation
and damnation
now within her hands
did grasp
the serpent's gift
of
procreation
Past Lives, Continued
"We have had
a hundred lives together
you and I"
she said, abed
cigarette smoke acurl
about her tousled
blond-gray head
"in Rome, before Caesar
spurned his crown, you were
a vestal virgin, I was
a centurion" she inhaled
"I raped you
behind a temple veil"
the smoke her face
adumbrated as a pall
no memory had he
"you barely struggled"
no pain nor pleasure to recall
her naked body snuggled
"we did it up against a wall
and more than once"
how might she have known
with such utter certainty
who was he? who was she?
"In Jerusalem, near the time
of Christ's Crucifixion"
her smoke become aura sublime
etiolated her complexion
"you were my slave, a young
Nubian, then" he could not pretend
his body, upon hers he flung
what mind might never comprehend
"I whipped you unmercifully then"
the burning cigarette poised
betwixt their searing flesh
"you were my prize
a wonder to my eyes"
their bodies atangle now enmeshed
his thighs up her thighs
breath upon a breath
"it came as no surprise
when I was stoned to death"
he knew her in the moment's guise
beyond dimensions, life aleph
he knew her beyond all lives
all lies, all compromise
beyond all boundaries of flesh
beyond transcendent consciousness
she was he and he was she
they were all and they were one
they were neither and
they were none
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