Pallor is a postbellum relic

Pallor is a postbellum relic

A Poem by Wolf

Pallor is a postbellum relic or desert gashes.
Too long; lycosidae bunk in thick lashes.
Keep me shut up as a gluttonous artifact.
Garbed in shawls like drywall derelict.
Idolatry discolors.  The nails now nubs.
Amnesia to the future, who I ever was
will sleep until she can swim in her hair.
Ephemeral rest shipping mass to anywhere.
A meditation unconcerned and incapable
of being perturbed.  Readiness made inescapable.

© 2012 Wolf


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Added on April 16, 2012
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Wolf
Wolf

middle of nowhere, MI



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