Final Solution
Who has time
for Zyklon-B these days?
Cremation takes 20 minutes.
Today,
we have no personal effects
to sort,
didn't think it could be
more efficient.
(Say what you will
about Hitler,
the man
knew how
to get things done)
Pile of clothes,
my glasses,
teeth and bone,
all coated
with a physicality
of ash.
More Masada's child
than Warsaw's,
I drove myself
into the fire,
I thrust my own hand
into the oven
until the smell
of my burning flesh
made me reel,
overcome by fumes
of raw ambiguity
and pride-soaked lust.
(I wonder if
I reached
the nostrils of God
and was "He" pleased
or mythed?)
Wild-eyed Zionists,
You tried to stop me,
but I had the delusions
of the Chosen,
saw Rimbaud's unspeakable visions
of the Promised Land,
and I did not fear
the Holocaust
as a Holocaust survivor
should.
Who now is left
to say Kaddish for me?
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