I see your limp

I see your limp
a mistaken word
flawed intentions going bad
mad with what goes
and in such a demand

in the end
it does not matter
one or two bits at all
whether you hear me or not

Tawny human ballrooms
skinny and boldly shining
brandishing their floors
to a constantly final future

there has to be pain
suffering and concluding burials
because the circumstantial cat
can only be skinned
in tomorrow's fictive streetlight

the ember of money
the sloshed target
the millisecond of owning
carries so much entropy

irreversibility is a forward processes
serving as a bleak measure
where the amount of thermal energy
cannot be used to do work

love is a condition
beingness slash
the source or a sanctuary
waylaid and on the side
fed with dead canaries

it's all in a no more
scrolled in violent silence
viewed in a burning totality
a very short no more time
and nothing more




Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2014-11-28 at 00:11

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Peter J. Kautsky
I could gush with all sorts of praise for the depth of this poem but really all I want to say is that if it went on forever, I would not tire of reading it. Pete
2014-11-28



This is staggering with the emotion that it leaves in me. So beautiful!
2014-11-28