Robert Pollard

Whispering Whip

Robert Pollard


in a paceful community
where all the holy people live 
holy people/ man they try to save me
tonight...
so right...
you can lose worth 
you can all go lay yourself
betray yourself

whispering whip, your spirit is locked inside
but that's not how we died 

limping and sedated 
ill-prepped an d satisfied 
guessing obligation 
by nature to provide 
blessed alter-cycles 
buried in subdivision 
all vision is pride