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VV Lettish Mar 2021
the albatross
is soon to find his way across
and in his busy claws

the albacore
a living mindful washed ashore
are we deserving more?

to you, who have not overcome this state
most any refuge might as well be lost
by now, by names, by numbers, carrying this weight
too late, don't wait, don't suffer for this noble cause
my albatross

until you meet
a deathly definite defeat
blow up the trees of dust
the clouds of wheat

until you find
a newly welcoming decline
protect these arms of yours
this heart of mine

must you inherit this unfading grief
that eats me up and secrets me inside
too late, don't wait, don't hope that it can ever leave
by luck, by force, don't think that you can ever hide
it will abide

my faithful guide

my coal black tide

my doubtful bride

keep up your fight
VV Lettish Jul 2020
seems so hard
the endless beating
of your mustard
yellow heart
for all the things
designed as holy
know your role
it seems so hard
you wonder if
at any could-be moment
some will see yourself
as all your work
now present
twisted in advance
and you
the only you
to judge this
flowing current
from the comfort
of your current
sheltered state of mind
will dissipate
the physics of it all
for now we'll make our tea and let this cherry garden slowly overhaul our souls
a hundred times a year
a thousand tales of old

gone so soon
the vultures
gather up
no forces
there for you
an evening's worth
of pleasant talks
from here
an instant
gone too soon
assist yourself
with remedies
piled up
and reaching
heights beyond belief
you are a leaf
you are what leaves
a million strong
though must i speak
for every one
h christ
st peter on the line
divine the intervention
fine
we'll chat it up
again some other time
remember this, a heart of mustard yellow rising up this starless mine of mine
a hundred times a year
a thousand drops of wine
VV Lettish Apr 2020
by the sword
or by the sickness
neither option
is native to you
VV Lettish Dec 2019
daisywheel skeleton
mother discovery
gleam at the thought of me
aftermath-free
curtain my bravery
sized-up and thundering
mending the memory bone
aftermath-bourne
never really alone

glad as a butterfly
just above all of this
minding the memory fear
aftermath-clear
over my final high
over with confidence
sober and overgrown
aftermath-bourne
never really alone

placeholder rhyming
for all of the hell of it
needed to understand
aftermath stays
times we get on with
times two on your silhouette
christen me as i am still
aftermath-filled
little left to reveal

paired over being
enough to un-harden this
millions of memories thread
aftermath-lead
almost as if we're
the first in this plane of things
ever to have been outsung
aftermath-run
carouseling as one

aftermath bravery
mother of harmony
soothing familiar
enough to un-harden me
christen my skeleton
butterfly confidence
love carouseling
itself over all of this
aftermath-flashes
and aftermath-shattering
aftermath matters
enough to un-harden me

when
are you coming again?
VV Lettish Sep 2019
god made your head balloon with recognition
pouring these shots of friday we've been sipping on
and i, a needy god of my respectful own
have yet to make an effort to improve upon
a clever poem
or an able song
a yes-please-thank-you point of view
with no-please-thank-you dolours
relating red to wounds and rowan trees
relating sapphire to the social structures
of the all-embracing web
and camouflaging with disruptive sets of colours

the weekend's not so far away, routinely
spidering past, each season at a matching pace
and i, a needy god in my imperfect place
have yet to make an effort to avoid distress
no rationale, just
in whichever case
all you will have to do is wish
yourself upon this mountain
relating pink to acts of human aid
relating green to all the times you, grinning
johnny-cashed your green in - then
married the gold, married the endless shouting
VV Lettish May 2019
so if i ever chance
upon a kind of home
a kind of home that's only spoken of
by someone with
no home to speak of

and if i'm ever able to
adopt a place of origin
a place of origin that's only so desired
by someone rooted deeply
in their given date
slash time
slash place
of origin

and if i ever forge
by force of noble chance
a humble claire de lune
a willing las meninas
or, guided right,
a broken hallelujah

then, baby lion,
i will buy myself
a very pompous wide-brimmed hat
so i could tip it
to your selfless yearning
for this selfish
little
soul.
VV Lettish Apr 2019
one day, one day, one day, armour
deadbeat brother’s gleaming armour
harmonizing with the armour
itching in embrace
gravity respects the armour
you’re a big boy now, my armour
deep below they hid my armour
all around the place.

one day, one day, one day, armour
underneath the living armour
golden all unclean, my armour
by the will of this
even this is god, my armour
realizing thicker armour
for what imitates my armour
substitutes for his.

one day, one day, one day, armour
piercing beams of being, armour
bollywood, besieged, my armour
nuclear in blue
razor field, eleven, armour
twelve, departing with the armour
clever, thirteen, dearest armour
multiplied by you.

one day, one day, one day, armour
not a situation, armour
ever universal, armour
only sharing flows
overthow the loving armour
love the overthrowing armour
lust for other greater armour
shall it overthrow.
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