Phoenix, Shockwave of Lo

Neglect has seated you...upturned pitchfork 

talons crinkled sallow.

The teeming lights of transmigration cop the

ocher 'neath your feathered kitsch.

Phoenix, esprit junky bar none--metaphysical

potboiler screeching bloodiest murder and

resurrection many stretches passed Lazurus'

morning call.

The labyrinthine vertigo of your ash, 

chaperoned you decidedly out of your gamely

employed self.

As two stones in the hands of a progressive

simian, a certain friction sparked your inmost

disposition.

All cosmic curfews seemed to hush you--as a

star biodegraded, a sodden newspaper.

Fully paying the piper of all passion--you twitch,

not so having.

Your disparaging beak pries apart, huffs its

interdimensional timepiece.

The shockwave of lo...atripping terra firma--

behold and beholden--golden wingspan. 

Konstantinos Mark

 

Reviews

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"The labyrinthine vertigo of your ash,
chaperoned you decidedly out of your gamely
employed self."

. my favourite thought in this ravishing piece of poetry ...