[AS a wish just to me
I choose to speak —
in abstract poem
so here I say
to you the brave…]
MOSTLY shiver in my veins
beneath coiled rivers
in steel-stained vanes
how could she ever know
broken records shattered
polyvinyl grooves within my soul
beat the skip in troves of love
catch the dove within it’s peace
twist the neck of lover’s pain
and whisper neatly blood-red stains
[My apologies if I gave confused
— in return I have to go
that Imperial garden
of abstract thought
so I leave — shattered soul]
:():

December 7th, 2013 at 4:49 pm
I love the asides in brackets and how they frame the explosion imagery in between. 🙂
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December 7th, 2013 at 5:12 pm
Michelle, thank you for your very kind words..! ~ Phillip
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