Dispatch Self Control

Weighing brutality's candour is taxing

Feeling the certainty, heavily dark,

Sonorous mutterings echo in twilight

Whitely, loquaciously, utterly stark.

Penis erect in a temperament simmering
Stalking through rage in a judgemental way,
Lurching for conflict from deep in the mindset
Locked in a skirmish of consequence play.

Searing white pain of brutality's candour
Reeling from obvious lack of control,
Obliquely collapsed beneath blue jackaranda
Flaccidly spent, I surrender my role.

Marshalg
In absentia
7 December 2011