The storm clouds brew
Wall Street lurks
Weimar rattles
The Jew is almost safe.
Just fear and pain
Meanness
And the wild desire
That poverty grinds into dust.
All lurk on the streets
In the shadow of battles
In the trace of parkland trees
Stripped for fuel
In the scent of fallen horses
Hacked alive.
What else, but those peculiar Wagnerian dreams
Mixed with beer and sawdust
Bunkering down the weird delight
Of someone else to blame:
Jew gypsy queer and crank
The red flag flying here.
Wagner gifted the regime
Its endless narrative
The starkly simple story
Incest panting at the door.
1929: Melchior and Leider
Sink down into blissful forgetfulness.
Sleep summons the demons
And sings the dragon into life.
Bitter rage unleashed
On a decade of lugubrious desire:
Heroic deeds
Lebensraum and global warming
Building his pyre
The fire to end all fires
A Siegfried dying every moment
On the steppes of central Russia.
On the bedrock silliness
Of untempered stories
A dark outsider
With a bleak heart
Consumed a whole nation
Death in his lungs bellowing fire.
Simple gifts
Aryan myths
Intemperate order as unending melody
Wagner mapped it all
To cleanse the world
For the final order:
Funereal
Malign
Every last life
Thrown aside on the spinning of time
Even those Wagnerian amplitudes
Subsumed in the final dance of death.
No triumph in love
No transfiguration
Just the rotting carcass
Of all those sickly dreams.
Gar Jones - September 2016
Wall Street lurks
Weimar rattles
The Jew is almost safe.
Just fear and pain
Meanness
And the wild desire
That poverty grinds into dust.
All lurk on the streets
In the shadow of battles
In the trace of parkland trees
Stripped for fuel
In the scent of fallen horses
Hacked alive.
What else, but those peculiar Wagnerian dreams
Mixed with beer and sawdust
Bunkering down the weird delight
Of someone else to blame:
Jew gypsy queer and crank
The red flag flying here.
Wagner gifted the regime
Its endless narrative
The starkly simple story
Incest panting at the door.
1929: Melchior and Leider
Sink down into blissful forgetfulness.
Sleep summons the demons
And sings the dragon into life.
Bitter rage unleashed
On a decade of lugubrious desire:
Heroic deeds
Lebensraum and global warming
Building his pyre
The fire to end all fires
A Siegfried dying every moment
On the steppes of central Russia.
On the bedrock silliness
Of untempered stories
A dark outsider
With a bleak heart
Consumed a whole nation
Death in his lungs bellowing fire.
Simple gifts
Aryan myths
Intemperate order as unending melody
Wagner mapped it all
To cleanse the world
For the final order:
Funereal
Malign
Every last life
Thrown aside on the spinning of time
Even those Wagnerian amplitudes
Subsumed in the final dance of death.
No triumph in love
No transfiguration
Just the rotting carcass
Of all those sickly dreams.
Gar Jones - September 2016