"Abandon" (New poem, 2021/10/28)

Absurd game of chess
illiterate sports fan in the corridor
someone's talking the hep jive again
cool it down I say
there's no need to exist
we can all dream a while in our machines
exhausted but free
tormented but elaborate
exit the corridor
leave sports transmissions behind

there is an urge in every person
a person in every coffee
a coffee for every tree
the ones we climb on jazz wings
polka dot slash
coma morning

we are what we breed to be – but there's no need
to vanish
we vanished when we were born
to this funfair of an echo
of something called world
resting on creamy valves of dawn
archangels and madmen
calling and responding

in these situations
the only will is good
and the only good is abandon
abandon me
abandon you
abandon this and that
we are schooled well in this art
if any art is available
use it as weapons
against calmness
against the creamy balm of forgetfulness
abandon
but not if you were before
hurry
there's no need to exist
but some are stripped to bones
inhaling A-bomb air
and maybe they need comfort

shrieks of pain through the skull naked sky
abandon, abandon
the only absurd game of chess
available in this season