Thursday, August 13, 2009

Verse: flux density

This moment
goes here

the next
is uncertain

impossible
to define

too close
to be objective

too fluid
to embrace

I harbor
injurious thoughts
sometimes

cradle them
when love
is ingravescent
and meek

and the night
insurgent
and ingurgitating
inhabits
my soul

3 comments:

  1. Love it. The last stanza is gripping.

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  2. Something that has become heavy and worse, like a disease...

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