The Innisfree Poetry Journal
www.innisfreepoetry.org
by Jason Maffettone
I HAVE GAZED UPON CAESAR
I've moved from the bottom To the edge of empire, Stood there on a wall Amid coiled, razor-scaled Serpents. I have watched The distance With unblinking eyes, Poised to touch the hand of death. I have moved amid A sea of tents, Counted the hours of Tedious, relative safety Like others before And beside me. I have returned to find What remains Of the scattered limbs Planted in the road-side Crater gardens So popular in Babylon. I have gazed upon Caesar With my own eyes, Noted his smile And his lack of scars.
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