to read this, either get a dictionary,
or be content with vague images-
it is the latter that this is best read by...
but the former isn't bad, either...
Downward we drip
Derelict in this desert
Surrendering to the disgrace
And shame of confusion
To allay our decline
Or retrench or resign
To remove from our belly
This wandering illusion
To sustain the remission
Reservation, suppression,
Of the loathing, the horrifying
Sojourn in we;
With the enshrining gift
Of beggardly abjection-
Abandoned, discarded
Withdrawn, rejected.
This lack and privation
Abstracted and lost
Ideally and complete
In supreme liberation;
Governed indelibly
With iron-bound irony
In barren, infertile
Sentiments of faith
Unrendered,
Denuded, untested
Disconnected.
Please
Pardon this discharge
Of caustic petulance,
Of sarcastic harshness,
This venomous rancor;
This abyss the scholar
Will hasten me from,
With inflection on gaining
A long tempered embrace
From your welcome.
See
This performance is enacted
In industrious ebullience
Reflecting on fountains
Of sensual persuasion
Positive, complete,
In subtle releases,
Nevertheless yielding
To counterfeit engagements
Of vigorous, tangible,
Acute penetration.
How distressing to accommodate
This telling solicitation.
Pray
Forgive my imbibing
Devouring engrossment
While I refrain from moderation
And avoid self-restraint;
And pilfer our dreams
And muse the Obscene
In hidden, indefinite
Nonsensical fancies
Of largeness, opulence,
Riches, and wealth;
When lampooning the insulting
With misused perversions
And deceiving the reviling
Bulwark of Profane
Is the rule.
‘Tis
Sufficient to mention
By name this crass imitation
Of art’s application
And it’s clinging, sticking,
Glutinous fat
Of adjoining dependence
On lovers and friends.
Know
The bitterness of this
we must realize
Is pungent and sharp
But is drawn to a climax
Of enlightened perception
With the temporary appearance
Of said lovers and friends;
Endured by the mighty
Baptism of love
With eccentric abnormity
Born in the dwellings
Of suppressed obliteration
And subdued disintegration.
Aye
Beware the accursed abhorrence
To native failures-
Defiling, tormenting,
Cursed, evil;
Use this primeval
Futile, useless exuberance
Encircling the aforementioned
Transposer of friction
To epitomize the expansive void
Of our craggy, broken, jagged
Candid and tragic
Nonappearance’s elsewhere.
Hold
A significant audience
With the additional aspect
Of calamity modified by casual cheer,
In the accustomed, familiar,
Habitual season
Of harmonization and pacification;
Revealing the appendage
Of the consummate skillful
Attainment of agreement
Symphonious
With repute and affection.
Armed
with this importance,
Yet answerable to the aggregate
Collection of points
On one single spot
Of our sourness.
So
I caution with counsel
The youth of the Father
To maintain an honor
With beauty and grace
To a ripe old age
Of deterioration.
Stay
Here I rein in
This scheming narration
In the flowering struggle
Of self-determination
And the inevitable marching
In aimless directions-
Rearward, sideways,
Dripping downward at best-
Just one pointless indentation
On our nebulous lives.
disappearing
dripping
falling
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