Mispronounced chaos sways
With its ellipsis misplaced
And taking away
Its own verdict
That was left displayed 
Its own hole 
Grown
From displacement
Carrying concrete 
Like broken shoulder blades
Mispronounced 
Mismatched 
Deteriorating outcomes
Commonplace is then found 
In its unity
Disuniting it all

Displacement

Your garden was lush
   with poetic wildflowers
 yet, darkness swayed its spirit
    'neath teeming salt tear hazes, 
  tried to enrich the soil but
    ground cover was defensive,
hardened by winters' of
   contrary disconnectedness