Tuesday, June 21, 2011

born with rapt attention

formal function, suit your wearer
before you throw him out into even tide
celebration, care, be aware
emptiness abides,
and you, you with the diamonds on
stand there slyly, one hand in a premonition
viable yet sharp and tensed.
caution waits stealthily.
forms of insect death wrapped in choking
velvet illumination hamstrung for your own luck
hung from you, swung so utterly near
coherence bids you well,
my evening flower.
I will say goodbye from here.

**it's been a while i know**

1 comment:

  1. My mind is swimming through these images. Excellent piece mr. p.

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