Three poems | by Edward Lee

LYNCH

The body hanging from the tree
is dead, and has been dead
for some time,
for so much time
that it is barely there anymore,
but it is there all the same,
swaying slightly in the silent wind,
present in the memories
of those who knew it
when it was a he,
a man,
a father,
a husband,
a son,

a human being
just like the human beings
who hung him there
and cheered as his feet danced
until his feet danced no more,
human beings
just like him
but for the colour of his skin,

just like him
but for the colour of his skin,
colour which doesn’t matter,
shouldn’t matter,
but it does,

it does now
as it did then,

not enough colourblind minds
to change the world,
not then,
not now,

but maybe
tomorrow.


WE HAVE FATHERED THE TOMORROW WE DESERVE

The tomorrow that comes,
when it comes,
as it must come,
whenever it comes,
with tombstone tooth and craftless claw,
should come as no surprise
to those bloodied
in the throes of its conception;

this tomorrow that comes
from the ashes of our yesterdays,
the only tomorrow
it could be,
all jagged and cruel edges,
with no possibility of offspring
to bestow its name upon.


UNINVITED PLEASURES

The ground you spilled
your seed into, uninvited,
has grown barren,
its slowly decay
begin to permeate the air,
making dogs howl
and cats hiss,
while horses forced
to walk across its unturned form
empty their bowels,
wide eyes rolling despondently;

there will never be life
here again,
nor even the possibility of life,
your sweetly poisoned seed
a paradoxical harbinger of a worldwide demise,
that will come today, tomorrow,
or some swift day after
the echo of your grunt of selfish pleasure
has faded into wet memory.


Edward Lee’s poetry, short stories, non-fiction and photography have been published in magazines in Ireland, England and America, including The Stinging Fly, Skylight 47, Acumen and Smiths Knoll. His debut poetry collection “Playing Poohsticks On Ha’Penny Bridge” was published in 2010. He is currently working towards a second collection.
He also makes musical noise under the names Ayahuasca Collective, Lewis Milne, Orson Carroll, Blinded Architect, Lego Figures Fighting, and Pale Blond Boy.
His Facebook page can be found at www.facebook.com/edwardleewriter

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