it
was fire-sabbath or independence while
flurrying.
so gray each portal those eyes haunting where a man
talks
in his dreams; Love was jotting notes, or asking
questions,
while sublimity-dots were
pouring
into
atmospheres. such pregnant laughter
by
seas or islands, where the podium seemed friendly:
poodle-fawning
while uncomfortable where
Love
was unappealing: such pain in ugliness, it
repels
its listeners, where Love was proud to
fraternize.
such olden-youths such peppered
immaturity
while vinegar was like jam; our borrowed ink pens or
leviathan
paints
while
we feel so balanced.
raw
truths those nights rawer pendants where I met you.
Love
was anguished so petite such flaming binoculars.
to
have honor by acceptance to have greed for
intimacy
where one is reluctant to hold the helm:
our
cultured eyes our curriculum souls such
deeper
affiliation: if but to perish while singing
brains,
our levity this life!
it
was fire-sabbath or independence while
flurrying.
the deep darkness sun, or reddening elevation
so
sweet into fury or so deaf to anything inedible.
at
minds or mental channeling so appraised
or
unnormal; for Love heard sounds or Love was curious
while
mild-mania soared desperate to compose
where most adored the
collective archetype.
