Cave Rites
flesh palm filled with memories.
cocoa and
coffee, a somber outlook:
silent rooms,
rethinking the vibrant minx, a
fantasy the love is easier;
on wooden
floors, like leaping grasshoppers,
cathedrals.
speaking gibberish,
cursing myself, the ocean behind
eyes: warm waters, flushed
testimony, hacking up ghosts.
an orange
cigar, spontaneous joy, sitting in
sins.
I
saw grape eyes, inner confinement,
inductive existence:
garden diets,
infested furs, memories and
wonders:
sudden appeal, if Love is
therapy,
if insanity is partial:
polyamorous
lifestyles, or monogamous fury,
making
excuses for non-social traits; most
playful
gem, an astute lawyer, myriad
deliberations.
(I feel recruited, like
cosmic laughter, outlandish
enough to
amble closer):
trekking through marsh,
filtering through wisdom, a
lonely
man
is a
smarting man.
it dies that way, peering
at wilderness, self-involved
he
can’t fly.
to have an ailment; to have a
song; to flute with insistence:
casual
pains, choking on heaviness,
appalled
by impetuosity.
the rowing to land, the
rafted heartbeat, the persistence
of
make-believe: women writing,
scribbling fierce verses, gambling
for a fitted love. that palm of
goosegrass, the tale
about eating wood, the living love
adventure:
freelance poets, the
creative linguists, cymbals
becoming irritations;
as thought the
ache, if but for healing,
perfect our patience to exist;
a ship of senses, the
tale of escapades, the backstage
pass, a whit exciting.
It was
furious passion, thought to feel
love, the purely instructive
mansion:
never so beautiful, the perfect
scarf, a silken suit—
inner gravity, a tugging heart,
deep enchantment.
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Written on January 16, 2022
Submitted by on January 16, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 1,758 |
Words | 352 |
Stanzas | 24 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 2, 3, 2, 4, 2, 3, 3, 2, 1, 5, 2, 4, 5, 4, 5, 7, 2, 3, 2, 1, 3, 4, 4 |
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