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David Wagoner
A DECLENSION OF KINGS

"And thou...O Belshazzar, hast not humbled thy heart... thou and thy lords, thy wives and thy concubines, have drunk wine ... and thou hast praised the gods of silver and gold, of brass, iron, wood, and stone, which see not, nor hear, nor know..."

When the sun struck through the tower,
Announcing the great feast,
Tawny-eyed Belshazzar
Took his cup in his fist
And drank to the God of Gold.
The lords of Babylon
Cornered the bought and sold;
Their arrogant lice knelt down.

As the moon froze on the floor
Among the strumpets' toes,
Dewy-browed Belshazzar
Unbuckled his dripping clothes
And slumped back in his pride
To toast the Goddess of Silver:
His captains rolled her over,
And all the eunuchs died.

While thunder shook the stair
And stunned the surviving peers,
Brazen-lunged Belshazzar
Beat the gongs of their ears
To honor the God of Brass,
And the rippling in his head
Was the wine of his own voice;
The courtesans dropped dead.

When lightning sliced the gates,
Showered the room with fire,
And minced the enormous dates,
Meaty-jawed Belshazzar
Brandished it like a sword
To the Gods of Iron and Lead.
They took him at his word:
All his companions bled.

The last wind slammed the door;
Wine dribbled down his chin.
Tasting his own blood,
Fastidious Belshazzar
Rose, pulled his stomach in,
But toppled flat on his face
Against the God of Wood
Who met him with a kiss.

Then dying beside his crown,
His right eye pursed like a star,
Carrion-cold Belshazzar
Stared at the God of Stone
Who would stand aound his mind
Forever, cupped like a shell,
That disembodied hand
Within it, scratching the wall.

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