Narcissism and the Confederate dead cannot be connected logically, or even historically; even were the connection an historical fact, they would not stand connected as art, for no one experiences raw history.

So the poet, who wants to be something that he cannot be, and is a failure in plain life, makes up fictitious versions of his predicament that are interesting even to other persons because nobody is a perfect automobile salesman.

I'd call him a sadistic, hippophilic necrophile, but that would be beating a dead horse.

Merging like two drops of water.
Together in a way that humans could never know.

But we cannot just take this historical fact for granted. We must make it live.

Confederate statues belong in a historical museum, not in a place of honor.