Sunday, June 28, 2020

Erroneous Cosmos (The Unscrewed Son)


or needs for father a son by its pride.
those years inside a mass epic prison,
airborne-raw mistake as a life given:
by more a captured flame plus riven.
to unveil torn by scales across tide,
airborne-raw mistake as a life given,
or needs for father a son by its pride.


we ask for treason by our failed
            investigation, in those ropes
or cages so unbroken for they didn’t
            see. as never by reality, so
low in tandem so wild by coppice.

it was high voltage so torn asunder
            where mother hung tough—
            father never tried, eyes became
            stomach; such fears by atomic
attraction, to believe she’d fix glass.


as to carry blues affixed to titles,
where so planned or fused its ache.
so much distrust by fire a mistake,
or chosen as gifted a son’s fate,
to manage rifted from gut to idols.
so much distrust by fire a mistake,
as to carry blues affixed to titles.

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