Sunday, January 12, 2020

[Imperfecta] a poem



Commence with the feature, the portrait,
the dripping pointillism from the canvas, mirror image
of a fallen patriarch
wilted seeds from the enzyme of entirety,
the febrifuge found in a feather-edge feathered with
photophobia

-the act depends on the scene,
the scene illustrates the act, diatribes
of fact in which the playwright then
reacts, reacts with the last words,
the last doctrine before his legacy starts

-before it stands, as an edifice meant to
fall, against the bend of the wind, the
reign of the rain, the mind of time
the feature commences, the carousel turns,
the blood burns in fury and fail falls in flurry
until the plummet is met, until the
fall itself begets



Dontrell Lovet't
from, [They Took It All Away]

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