Ah … the primitive id

buried drive of sex and aggression

so thinly civilized

our basic Beast growling

claw flexing, eye fixing

ready to pounce

in dreams

slips of the tongue

flashing anger

free association

 

In Art -

shadows in a painting

tone of a story

plumb stone of a poem

architect's angles

bass pacing heart beat -

subplots in metaphor

wooing this id

from our subconscious

 

Who dares presume

that Power is a licence

to ravage peoples

and rubbish cities

to demean human dignity

engorging the latent Animal

from histories uncharted!