Libation

xxxxxxxxxSun-month of August
now dissolve,
xxxxxxxxxxxxbecome
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxvaporous
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxflame

 

Your name is August
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxyou are consumed:
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxa wandering house fire without
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxa name

 

No longer a need for
xxxxxxxxxsheltering roof

 

Belly, ribs, knee-reflex
sense organs of face
xxxxxxa creature
xxxxxxxxxxxxbuilt for undisciplined walking
xxxxxxxxxxxxand every road
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxjoyful
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxpainful
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxdusty
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxEgyptian
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxancient
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxeternal
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxalive

 

Master              gone

Philosophy       done
Strategy            none

 

xxxxxxAfternoon slumber and
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxblackberry vine

 

xxxxxTomorrow
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxjagged white mountains
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxto climb

 

xxxxxxxxxup and over
xxxxxxxxxxxxxtwisting, weaving, spilling wine
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxfrom tin cups

 

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx… libation

 

xxxxO drunk

xxxxxxxat last

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxon  liberation

 

 

© Brett Davidson, 2014


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