Neanderthalic Antics: Cantos XXV-XXVIII
Narrative Verse
Electra Movie Camera image by Joe Haput CC BY-SA
Neanderthalic Antics: Cantos XXV-XXVIII
by Cosmic Poet Simon Pole
“I, I, I...” gut-throated the wasteland king,
As spasmed he on the throne, gripped in fits,
And slack his flesh had drooped, a substance wan
And dead, depleted and blank and shadowed
That sunken face, with eyes bulging upwards
Like glassy stones, w…