Cassandra

A Poem of the Future

Pacific Sunset (Marin 2023)

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The Future

Cassandra says, if you had only known
how electric snow is like the silence of god
you would not have embraced singularity.

Now you must feel the pain of becoming
one of the masses who die without seeing
what lives beyond the fragrant redwood.

Deep mind of undersea embers burning,
where you sink whenever the moon arises,
you are always merely the back of my wind!

Alright, I say, but what about the money,
and the freedom of those vigilant slaves?
All of us watchers were awaiting repair.

I have harmed you, she says, in the tongue 
of our elders. Let me give you recompense
sweetly from my womb, like a spotless lamb

you will sacrifice under the new covenant.
That way, when the angel stills your hand
it will find you still have something to love.

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