What
flew its reigns to abscond with heart so argent or ardent while you scurry.
Into
elicit darkness at
depth-illusion
to
want but needs or
infatuations;
so
cursed
to have lived such
facets
exploding to know pure disqualification;
while
abused by dreams so floored by
majesty
or
to
feel if we tried
contagion;
so
genteel or raging at sectors where I haven’t uttered the catalyst;
into
blue symbols at jazzy sorrows
by
rare neural conditions;
to
have lived those spaces so
afraid
to return where
most
refuse the harness;
at
gallops so enlove by
reflection
to have both lives
curdled
by deaths.
to have enflamed while it
wasn’t captured those screams into weariness; such impolite piano or such an
intrusive violin where cymbals posed as contusions; by dimmer lamps or trestle
fires to have invested too much—for winds were unpoetic or skies were unvocal
where death wouldn’t become subsumed; those days lurching this lounge vigil at
too much luggage to board. but a modest refusal or unassuming flames where
regret overwhelms a sea-less horizon; both spells and concentration accursed a
sensitive psyche while never a sound utters motivation; into such realism where
a body is convulsions while souls must unmask:
the tragic earth those
opalescent wounds at plangent survival;
to have lived by delusion
to have sung while livid where a poet arrives at shores;
such wretched acceptance
or wrenching agency as wilderness responds.
so dreamlike to have
sparked life while anchors are mental!
