Tuesday, August 3, 2010
ode to joy
intuition breaks apart
copies rights thine ilk kept safe
the laws of moses waning dart
on land an immigrant hates
to pet thee in the morning light
was any thursdays rev'rie
that two-like child reared intertwine
mid roar of fond forgetting
confinement bruises fervor side-
irons shotgun usury war
all 'board abetting on despite
the progress-nest of cancer
forty ages grow impetuous
forward leaning in the mind
when metal falls against it
smoothing dodges gently lie
revoke, burn green thy pages
farthings, comets worsening yet
munitions silently assuage
the bombshells in thy bed
sweetly weeping turning-
feeding hard against thy bowl
gorilla, breathe, thou mine own heart-
break warm outside the looming dark
come infiltrating joy
jP 2010
photo: mmckee
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