Jason Maffettone


I've moved from the bottom
To the edge of empire,
Stood there on a wall
Amid coiled, razor-scaled
Serpents. I have watched
The distance
With unblinking eyes,
Poised to touch the hand of death.
I have moved amid
A sea of tents,
Counted the hours of
Tedious, relative safety
Like others before
And beside me.
I have returned to find
What remains
Of the scattered limbs
Planted in the road-side
Crater gardens
So popular in Babylon.
I have gazed upon Caesar
With my own eyes,
Noted his smile
And his lack of scars.

Jason Maffettone
Jason R. M. Maffettone is an insufferable malcontent and under-achiever who delights in acts of petty vandalism and the wanton disrespect of his betters. He is a menial laborer without even the decency to be ashamed of it. Recently freed from indentured servitude to the government, he now resides in his ancestral New Jersey where he will no doubt come to a bad end.



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