Not an April
Fool’s Joke (1914 – 2014)
Revenge is the
perpetual fuel of reckoning
for old and new
tragedies in the making.
The fire parade of
hatred
burns the cycle of
this planet
since thousands of
years and more.
Ghost train at
full speed running at collision course
escaping the
pastorale of the landscape
till the landscape
itself disappears.
Mountains outside
any possibility of consolation
around the arena
where flagellants perform their daily rituals
never speak in the
name of the people
watching the
spectacle with a mixture of shock and awe.
They remain
silent; only the leaves of trees
shake some sounds
of quiet breathing.
Wind whispers
Xtremely
softly above the
flesh-coloured carnage
of yet to discover
mass graves.
The touring ragman
shouts to sell labiate scoria!
Simple skulls with
complicated gaps and cracks
imitate the
hawse-holes of gruyere cheese.
Mocking birds defy
the chamber of horrors,
the fiction of
neutrality of a country named
Switzerland built
on silent bank accounts and loud alpine horns.
How to photostat a
rebellion?
Throw the knife in
the water!
Disguise yourself
as a cunning fisherman,
cutting and
carving in your own veins
but NOT in those
from someone else’s.
Guido Vermeulen
1 April 2014,
at the pub New Benfica
collage 100 years of beer funerals, in private collection of Philippe Dementen
collage 100 years of beer funerals, in private collection of Philippe Dementen
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