Ubi Sunt Qui(Where Are Those)?

Where have all the Delilahs gone?
The June Carter to Johnny Cash,
black sun pastured
strumming that half past twelve
knocked back Dewar's shot
glasses
Which tell the real story behind
why we can't bury our dead.

Where have the male Shakespeares gone?
The ones who inked tears for calligraphy
filling wombs with chivalry
fountains shouting directions
but coddling the heads of
infants- premature gestation
mother's breast sucked 'til Cicero's sure
he can churn cream of his own.

How have all the Plaths
gotten stoned brilliantly off
the toxicity of these fumes
we call empirical truth?
Gathering anarchy from laboratories
she followed her raincloud
to electroconvulsive dreams
where lotus plants flood landfills.

Where is every Dizzy Gillespie
Marvin Gaye or Chuck Berry
Father finds notes, to dishonorably
discharge every ebony key
into ivory44 and 3-6-4,
we implore you to nurture
gunshots erase
same thing gave birth to
the only sane thing to do-
hum a tune...


How Sweet it is(to be Loved by You).

(c)Paul LaTorre 2010