Framework

A short poem about asking questions.

hanging bones
scream
"Dost Thou Remember Me?"
rattling
the soothsayer collect
wizened facades decaying
to dust             Exit,
their prophetic plays

hanging bones
scream
"Dost Thou Knowest Me?"
subverting
pious pillars of men
humbled knees impelled
to rise              Exit,
their mortal lies

hanging bones
scream
"Oh, Fools of mine court!
Dost Thou Wear Blinders
Proudly?"
judging guffaws
for daft disciples atoning
praise for the thoughtful         Exit,
their asinine assent

Author's Note

Any feedback really. I can take it.