Beneath The Raft
written by: Julian Thumm
Great men don’t make history.
Willing slaves, they ride
the seething tides
lashed to rafts
afloat on bloated bodies
& craft the illusion
Of walking on water
barkers
hawkers
hustlers
& sharks
riling the desperate scorn
of the masses, their prey
the unborn & unwanted
ground rough to chum
to inflame the hunger
of opportunistic predators
Great men feed
on the blood that drips
from the mouths of geeks
whose appetites they’ve
cruelly & cunningly nurtured
The will of the world-spirit,
a lunatic death drive
borne on the circular currents
of history
as material weights
noosed to necks
drag us down
where the deepest
waters run still
Julian is a poet from Melbourne, Australia. He studied literature and professional writing and now works as a corporate shill, selling his corrupted pen to the highest bidder. His poetry is an attempt to make sense of a lifetime of bad choices. His work has been published in A Thin Slice of Anxiety, The Rye Whisky Review, Horror Sleaze Trash, and Fixator Press. His debut chapbook, Gutter Stew, is available through Alien Buddha Press.
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- Beneath The Raft - April 8, 2025
