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Centurion

from The Unreliable Narrator by SIGINT

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Centurion

Challenger, Christmas, and Grey
Three ghosts in black coats on the interstate
Foreshadowing tension and grief
They sing a siren song
Upon this blasted heath

Centurion
I've seen your paintings
Of scorpions
In my mind
In my imagination
The champions of sin
Refuse to pay our wages
Is it in vain?
We blacken endless pages

Imprimatur of defeat
Signs and wonders if these waves will truly never cease
Enchanting the children of Eve
We sing a siren song
Washed up on this beach

Centurion
Your poems cut me to the core
Try as I might
I cannot remove the sword
So strike me down
Slay me in the pouring rain
Too young to act the fool
And much too old to play the Dane

You ask me how
To respond to days and strangers
You ask me how
To relate to information
Take no great comfort
Knowing avarice sustains
Encaustic flag
It's workaday
Take no great pains

Centurion
I don't know what to be or do
Inconsolate
Bereft without a praxis or a clue
Petronius
Your plays were dragons breathing fire
Our dreams took wing
As demons fed on our desire

Ashes and atoms and dust
A broom to sweep the tomb
As we had promised
Two figures rotating in space
Traversing the horizon
Every day goes down in flames

When night comes on
I hear you sing of Babylon
In my heart
I observe the devastation
I am a slave
To ignorance and truth
All that I know
Is this undying love
For you

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from The Unreliable Narrator, released November 8, 2018

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Matthew H. Welch Baltimore, Maryland

Songmaker, Singer, Guitar Player, Producer for SIGINT. Formerly of the Aviary and Pedge. Poetic Rock and Roll From A Future.

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