request
by danny
such a hand
which my fingers are entangled in-
is but the love divorcing me;
as gentle as the screams of a person assassinated.
entering the mind of a pandemic,
a dilatation around me and i must keep myself unharmed.
the only request i have is to dry my tears in the rain
because i am ever so joyous.
such a hand
which my fingers have left loose
is but the hate surrounding my heart.
i weep for i am not distraught
i prey to die a crucial death
to be replaced.
the sounds of vitiation permiate thru my every breath-
an immunity to noxiousness.
i am the viator, sound until nox leaves me.
such a hand
which my fingers long for
is but provided residually
i render a prodigy
which vilifies what is left of my pride.
that which has broken me down,
down into the strong individual i am
jaded by jeremiad.
perseverance, instauration-
as all i have eschewed becomes the oppressor;
instatuquo i profess orphanage.
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