I am the Only Man Who Ever Lived Poem by David Michael Jackson

who am I to say musician
to say poet
who am I
to say artist
every human needs to say
these are the only hands
these are the supreme hands
I am the only man who ever lived
a mammal in a lair
snarling when cornered
like Dylan’s wolverine
gasping for the last breath
for the last word ever uttered by
mankind itself


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