Wednesday, June 10, 2020

Mahogany Man


with torque or tribulation something, anything, driving sheer determination. to have goodness or to explore tenets so dear to an absent man. the dreaded appraisals the cut leaking while spirit fled—those walking tombs those mesmerizing skies while a man needs his reality. as time would ruminate or hells would pardon if but too close to activate discernments: the secerns in man the battle the camp if but such courage to regain one’s life: sheer hate if but to see favor while most need another’s calamity. such polished beliefs while crossed by wires the fury or flame so dedicated to resisting energies: such baggage in a man such elegant luggage where Love would fret a mile seen in disarray: the marching man, the Black Lives Matter man, or the holy, confused, barely awakened man. such to explode while another has his joys where one is devastated concerning interracial harmony: to give something, in return for nothing or plane self-ostracized from our cultures. the film is his mind the craving in his guts where it’s hard to feel understood. by war-grounds or calendula pain upon a petal nearly slain. if but a symbol or a banjo while meaning in tambourines might not affect her. so cultural a nightmare. so opera it’s sickening. at lakes or ponds or stages or furies so excellent at ignoring our universe. indeed, a pint of survival a gallon of perseverance or a tub of silence; for passion might raisin sorely or it might erupt where something crosswise becomes utter symphony.     

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