(sublimated perspective) almost palindromic titular |
there I was
a severed head
of stated intention
did I mention
I was
stating the obvious
this missed information
from my mind
which was now free floating
in a river of prisons
of my own design
as eye pine
for old ways
in these days
that are now
modernity
the courts
are all opinions
fresh water sharks
and salty mammals
with fast fingers
pouches for worn memory
what did we know
when we stood for nothing
more than, nothing more
than a reach
of stardust
our eyes tell us
death is everywhere
the latest life expectancy tables
are always
a soon to be posted
by government cheese
when taxidermists became angels
they formed reclamation squads
and the streets rejoiced
with devilry wed to the moments
of capitulation for moving bones
stillness and quiet
rain reigns of blood
this piece of mind
repeating for eternity
something we knew
ever since we admitted
to the night sky
with fires lit
by the seas
that we wanted
to be gods too
we understood too late
however and hunker down
in neighborhoods
and refuges
of ignorance
the pleasurable pain
of what once was
pioneer lands
EJR ©
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