i
this parody of life beyond
a roaring loom of time
like an embrace
momentous
through the battled equinox of chance
the stirrings and strivings
born of earth and sky
toil, whine, whimper, moan
wait and tremble, hope and pray
then
the clear shining after rain
we sail the lifetide
on leaky bottoms
never to sight dry land again
ii
behind
the shards and wrecks
of innocent vagaries
of wayward plunges
that flee the point
beside
unobserved but observing
a sentient mould of slime
raddled
at break-neck hurry
before
is wrinkled wisdom
mellow laughter
a hand-made unborn
of a callow womb
hereafter is ever
now is gone by
past is prelude
iii
snowwhite or pitchblack
lowly or lofty
free-born or fettered
yearling or aging
worms shall feast
upon thy flesh
to elements irreducible
and in thy nakedness
come face to face
with thy maker
May 2, 2015
May 2, 2015 at 11:24 PM UTC
i
this parody of life beyond
a roaring loom of time
like an embrace
momentous
through the battled equinox of chance
the stirrings and strivings
born of earth and sky
toil, whine, whimper, moan
wait and tremble, hope and pray
then
the clear shining after rain
we sail the lifetide
on leaky bottoms
never to sight dry land again
ii
behind
the shards and wrecks
of innocent vagaries
of wayward plunges
that flee the point
beside
unobserved but observing
a sentient mould of slime
raddled
at break-neck hurry
before
is wrinkled wisdom
mellow laughter
a hand-made unborn
of a callow womb
hereafter is ever
now is gone by
past is prelude
iii
snowwhite or pitchblack
lowly or lofty
free-born or fettered
yearling or aging
worms shall feast
upon thy flesh
to elements irreducible
and in thy nakedness
come face to face
with thy maker
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