Tuesday, February 20, 2018

Kit Kelen #781 - on the grandeur of delusions


781
on the grandeur of delusions


mine's
full bodied failure
the lifelong
all who
where we are

so much to
hunger at
defy

could be
dark of the season
and tribe too

he showed her his love
she lapped at that
with baton grip
hit for six
and ruck

in
of
up until

take it lying down
be blown

old sky beard
was with with us
thunder vaunt

in the mirror
I am

and stroke myself
half a chance
it's emperor to be

so preen we
sing ourselves together

because a war was
we are free

let me burn your village down
raze it
be enslaved

and otherwise unspeakable

make nation
golden as a cloud
sun struck
dissolved

we each as thin as air

make my t shirt
make it now
do it faroff
I won't look

as much as you like
no one will hear

out of time home found us

we sent the others off
let's huff

that's an immortality

come to my bones
believe me
let me be your shrine

the Bible caught the bullet
closest to the heart

good ache
I need a little dark with that

the ever after's gone

there is nowhere but here

let us depart in peace

1 comment:

  1. a good ache and a parting show/ who's to say the sky can't wear a bow

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