Saturday, July 1, 2023

City of Art

 

Prada prose, Maybelline stanzas, loving how it pushes, granted a tear of mercy.

Guillotine raptures, bodily summation, orchestra eyes.

Something to it

nights with spirits, typing by invisibility, to edit sensitivities.

Gucci thighs, Nautica legs, seaward intelligence—

casual parlance, decent predilections, determined by

pride & numen spark.

In loving a creature—coming to see self, Versace ambition, mesmerized morality.

Or longing, absent of reality, bathing in furies, listening to a negating language: Paris souls, African dynasties, Fiji islands.

Coming across reflection, harrowing arts, baffled by excellence—to sense it lives, over eggnog for lunch, so much comfort in baptism;

to win it all, to gamble it all, to lose in an instance; rambling, gamboling, fretting essence, most creative antagonist.

To imagine roles switching, to sense with desperation, naked intimidation.

Hilfiger denims, boss boots, awakening gently—to life, fantasy, music & bane.  

Strumming a Harp

By language we speak to audibility and coherence. To compose to feel understood, in spite of language applied. A person spends years misunde...