12.27.11 Kim Jong-il Funeral
I wasn’t invited
So I sent a eulogy.
No rejoicing around death I have been generally
Taught.
If I could stare into your head
Would I see a person like
Anyone
— loving someone[s]
— trying to do [a little] good
— something fine to leave behind.
I am told that you had vice grips on your
Country.
I have seen your rooster
Army
With you watching a little
Man
How wrong am I to
Judge
— your hair style
— the lifts in your shoes
Another short guy?
Machismo and testosterone
Junkie
With nuclear weapons.
The hardest thing for me
— complicity.
I read you could not survive without
China.
Every product I buy Made in
China.
Reminding me of my complicity
This perfectly transparent end of an
Era
All eras
End
As they generally
Began —
Profit
Profit;
Profit.
Welcome Kim Jong-un
Who are you –
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