For
what gainsayers say will stand as testament
To
the profit of further gainsaying, regarded
Carting
ingenuous poetics
To
the tip of neutral talent
Mercy
in penmanship
Not
in fellowship
I
now have a position on everything
Within
your innings, heart lift
Ended
I
wait for some desire
To
pass from now
To
the event
Marketing machines... the creation of a candidate... the development of an icon... social approval of the BMOC... all the same. Smooth, sweet words to sedate, ingratiate. Feelings of grandeur, then loss. How to go on? When one knows the real truth?
ReplyDeletePenmanship over fellowship is an interesting concept to entertain... Glad to see you in Poets United again.
ReplyDeleteAmazing job Kim really said it all, I could say it no better
ReplyDelete*sigh* it has been far too long since I have visited your blog... I am happy to find such skillful and eloquent words still flowing from your pen. Hello, how have you been?
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