(Inspired by Ingmar Bergman’s film The Seventh Seal)

 

I see dystopia unfolding

like a map being unfurled in a storm

In hysteria-panic a new chaotic world emerging

the big bang in reverse…

 

Unlike the fall of Saigon

no choppers overhead

ferrying the defeated to board ships of hope…!

 

I’m left writing futile words

trying to make sense of it…

Tavener’s song for Athene

a fitting soundtrack, my own lament…

 

Trapped inside my crazy head

yet somehow loving the madness

for this asylum belongs to me

 

finally finding my purpose

sitting amongst the insane

playing never-ending games of chequers…

Sanctuary! Sanctuary! They cry…

 

Bells cease ringing – clocks backward spinning

naked bodies smeared with wode

run crazed into battle

fighting the Legion of the damned

whom they will slaughter without pity

for all showed themselves heartless…

 

Butchered entrails worn like scarves

necklaces of ears

dangle between Amazon women’s breasts

strong – proud – justified

For it is all now over

pretence finally vanquished

the Truth left hanging

haunting, blowing in the wind…

 

Mankind returning to live inside spiritual caves

to be slowly fossilised like their endless dreams…

Only the innocent left, stirring the broth of lost souls

forever trapped in this cauldron of death…

 

I, like Colonel Kurtz, shuffle into the darkness

to quietly await my assassin…

Knowing I will be the least in the Kingdom of Heaven 

but surely the most grateful………….

 

 

 

M C Bolton,  March 2020

@MarkCBolton1 @UrbanDandyLDN