She Appeals The Epilogue
she appeals the epilogue
by reshuffling the canons of
squared indecipherable dreams
armed force with
skin-deep textures
outlines sketched with
equably anticipated oblivion
the seize of blind battled-field speeches
toil timidly through preventable asylum
trudging in harried footsteps toward
recumbent balance with vertical lines
of boundless textual assertions
trials of poorly inscribed margins
let loose a vague skein of clemency
the gesture of intrinsic opposition
abolishes traversed fractures of time
twisting in open-aired arguments
rippling rapidly with inaudible intonations
everything differed
everything dismissed
when she petitions the coda
her horizon looms
across the lowlands
raised voices
claim occupancy
&
the conflict expires
& ratifies her
bones
**
Nothing pressing today, just a poem. Gearing up for a quiet weekend out of town. I look forward to a change of scenery, a little shopping, exploring, writing and relaxing.
Also, a happy thanksgiving weekend to my American friends. Be grateful.
In propinquity,
Nic
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