life
is piano or violin or valves, cylinders, trumpets and triumphs; bold grammar
cues or gesticulations while Love read Humanism. the legs of elephants those
seas of old while skies bear witness—to dear devastation the nuts and bolts
while a man died near a sewer. those professors are chefs those lawyers are
chiefs or mother was more than vicious. torn years a craft with words or
struggling for content: so much at virtue such vandals in cities so wild Love
adored his ignorance.
sometime
diligent. she brings it out. where reality becomes irrelevant—some bold
creature, in days with venom, while the poet is pure contradiction.
too
much as linear, a man goes crazy, so, we give room for oxymorons.
such
apostasy for some, others as raw ass atheists or most trying harder to
appreciate scripture—the agnostic the antagonist where one becomes centered for
attention. such ascension those gray areas such films in his mind where he met
one such a miracle.
to
die alone to crave candescence or to make a move filled with mental contempt.
I
drank the medicine I smoked brilliance I was a younger error; it was rage in
guts or gears in trombones where a soul played in vomit; so cursed it felt
goodness so dark it was appealing but never enough substance to sustain joy.
I
couldn’t see her she was too aloof I was fifth priority; so bittersweet, it
felt terrible, but it was my worth.
kenisic
eyes or a palm with shells or knuckles dragging against sorrow—the beauty of
the bride a day arising where it was a long voyage coming!
arid
sensitivities or dry passion while we need to bring ourselves to the table. to
expect a man to ignite something absent, where failure is on both parts. an
ingrown attitude a fraught emotion while life has a protagonist running from
herself. such clear water such fresh mistakes while one says, “I should own
this by now!” so spoiled by feelings or unspoiled by facts—if others would ask
before judging!
I
drift into a person, by reading closely, where many foci on what’s not said. I surmise
when clouded I see sky-berries I collapse, fall-out, and return. so muddy in
there such glitter out there while a person is engrossed by airs. a polite shun
a grimace at random or one plain disgusted!
