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Just like yesterday
by Oisín Breen

Sunday, April 25, 2004
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All things sinister, all things familiar, the stars on my collar look good in the mirror.
My dreams are only embers.
Mind tangled up staring shadowy fear in the face I sketch my dreams of last night in the cloud.
War for me is the same as my dreams, a hiding place for my own mistakes.

Drinking Jamaican rum I am the cloud staring at fire.
I draft soldiers like lots from the junkyard.
At night I sit by the fireplace read Proust soothed by the calm sound of gunfire.
I draft graveyards like soldiers and fill them with daisies and tears.

Shadows like rabid men leap on me when I stare too long.
I puff clouds of Odysseus.
Insanity my raison détre drives me like a taxi.
My shadow is my curriculum vitae.
I shoot bullets to save the bomb.
I throw soldiers like glue to stick on an invisible wall.

I ride a unicycle in the presidential chair pounding the cerebral drum.
I exhale wooden ships on the water.
I breathe cannon fire!
Night turns only to night and I bang a tin gong.
This is war! Draw our lines soldiers!

I am the cloud tonight.
I’ll stay safe up here.
We are all nameless drawing rules for the game while U wait.

I lilt under the solar kiss of a twisted ivory sun.
It is dawn.
This dream is done.

Dance! Dance Mohammed dance!
Yesterday I threw strings around Jesus and made him dance!
Dance Krishna dance! Dance angels dance!

We are all nameless standing in a sea of red flowers.
I cannot move.
I puff clouds of butterflies sweating in the pale lunar shadow.

Dance! Dance Jehovah dance!
Yesterday I threw strings around Buddha and made him dance!
Dance Moses dance! Dance sinners dance!

I have power! I am all-powerful!
I sent a memo to the heads of state, throw bombs out the windows!
On a blood red street somewhere all over the world I bought an infinity of graveyards.

I throw strings around my self and tie my Purple Heart and silver stripe around my neck.
I asphyxiate on my own undoing.
I meditate on my own confusion.
Derided by the butterfly I fight the pacifist.
Shooting bullets to save the bomb on a blood red canvas the sun dances like a saviour.
Looking in the mirror and on the naked street I tune myself like a guitar and get ready for another protest song.

Copyright © 2004 Oisín Breen. No reprints or distribution of any kind sort in any form in this or any other known universe or dimension or medium without my express permission.

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Reviewed by Ronald Hull 5/5/2004
Strange similies make sense-which god condones war?
Reviewed by Tinka Boukes 4/25/2004
Most powerful and outstanding poem Oisin!!

Love Tinka
Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie 4/25/2004
This was so powerful and outstanding, just incredible images you brought to mind here,

Reindeer
Reviewed by jude forese 4/25/2004
very powerful poem ... many excellent iamges ... one that caught my mind is "I asphyxiate on my own undoing."
Reviewed by Debashish Haar (Reader) 4/25/2004
EXCELLENT rendition of thoughts!!!!!
Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader) 4/25/2004
Oisin...from the first line....I didn't breathe...
until I finished this..then took a long deep breath..
there is so much tension in this write..so deep....
it touches every nerve in the body...bravo..floria
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