Tuesday, December 4, 2018

Tuesday Poem: "A Curse on My Former Bank Manager" by Adrian Mitchell


May your computer twitch every time it remembers money
until the twitches mount and become a mechanical ache
and may the ache increase until the tapes begin to scream
and may the pus of date burst from its metal skin

and just before the downpour of molten aluminium
may you be preening in front of your computer
and may you be saying to your favourite millionaire
yes it cost nine hundred thousand but it repays every penny

and may the hundred-mile tape which records my debts spring out
like a supersonic two-dimensional boa-constrictor
and may it slip under your faultless collar and surround your hairless neck
and may it tighten and tighten until is has repaid everything I owe you


by Adrian Mitchell

Photo Credit: FESTIVAL REPUBLIC


For more information about the poet, Adrian Mitchell, see:


https://www.poetryarchive.org/poet/adrian-mitchell


Adrian Mitchell was an outspoken critic of war and social injustice. Here is a video of him reading his anti-Vietnam War poem To Whom It May Concern:



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