they hang as banner flags in a sinning room
peace
purification
compassion
prosperity
knowledge
all but reminders,
all but suggestions.
surely, purification is out of the question,
sitting unquestionably in a college dorm.
compassion is seldom met,
as tests land, obtrusively on the same Friday.
a Friday.
prosperity in which we are striving to be,
losing sleep,
losing time.
all for it.
knowledge tries to be a friend,
tries to take time to nourish the alcohol flooded brain
the flags continue to flutter, eyeing all those who pass,
reaching out sewn up fingers and cloth covered mouths.
maybe they should be listened to, devoted to, prayed to,
or perhaps, they should be ripped down
Feb 6, 2019
Feb 6, 2019 at 3:03 AM UTC
they hang as banner flags in a sinning room
peace
purification
compassion
prosperity
knowledge
all but reminders,
all but suggestions.
surely, purification is out of the question,
sitting unquestionably in a college dorm.
compassion is seldom met,
as tests land, obtrusively on the same Friday.
a Friday.
prosperity in which we are striving to be,
losing sleep,
losing time.
all for it.
knowledge tries to be a friend,
tries to take time to nourish the alcohol flooded brain
the flags continue to flutter, eyeing all those who pass,
reaching out sewn up fingers and cloth covered mouths.
maybe they should be listened to, devoted to, prayed to,
or perhaps, they should be ripped down
april 5, 2017 written
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