Tuesday, 18 January 2022

AS FRESH AS DEW

WHO IS ENTITLED TO PITY

THOSE FACES

IN THE ASSEMBLY TOGETHER THAT FORMERLY PRETTY 

ARE NOW IN PAIN

PLEADING SPIRITEDLY WITHIN 

THESE CRIPPLING PREMISES

HOUSING PLEATING SKIN, SPECIFICALLY THEIRS 

SAGGING SACKS OF HONEY

RIPE FOR THE PICKING

GUSH OFF

CLIFF FACES OF THE INTERNATIONAL HUMAN SPECIES

WHOSE MOUTHS ARE MIMICRY’S MOCKERY

WILTING THEIR WILL

WHERE WORDS 

ARE THERAPY 

THEIR CREVICES, FLAKING LIKE FISH

EACH CRAVING

EVEN IF

AN OUNCE OF MERCY ARE TO BE WITNESSED TATTERED OFF

THEIR FRAMES

OF FLESH

ARE DYING

TICKING MINUTES

BY THE CELL

BUBBLING LIKE A POCKET OF LAVA MIGHT

DESPITE

THE ABSENCE OF DEATH

FOR ETERNITY COULD ONLY SUFFER

LIKE THIS

IN THE ABYSS

WHERE THE GRASS NEVER GREEN ISN’T GROWN

NEVERTHELESS, THEY WILL

UNLESS

OR UNTIL

UNLOOSENED FROM: THE PRESENT

HOWEVER DAMNED 

TO FORGE FORTH

THEIR PATH

AND FOREVER LAST, UNANIMOUSLY

THEY MIGHT

FOREVER AND MORE, PRETTY AGAIN

THEIR FACES

RESTORED, THUS, THEY ALL REJOICE 

RETIRE REJUVENATED, THEN, IN THE PAST, THEY DWELT

JUST AS

TIRELESSLY, TIMELESSLY, TRAILBLAZING TRAVELLERS