escape
Why do I feel most peaceful alone outside in the dark, beneath a shadow of faint moonlight cast upon my face?Clarity comes to me with a soft breeze of solitude, and yet it is the realization of being alone that blows it away.What a wonder it would be: to vanish in a shadow and be carried off with the wind?
but nor - the grass is blue
nor did the poppycock bloom
beguiled a sheer soft caution
as she, the keeper, does grow wisely
with each malignant moment
nor did the elephant's spoon
shout prolific profanity
as he, the badger, does grow unkempt
in the halls of hidden hands
nor did the remedial man
be reminded of those blinded
as they, the seekers, do grow minded
whilst each blade of grass turns blue
it is the shrewd who solemnly submits
a face and a place for the rest to stay
beneath the core
blissfully sore
