long pig latin
(via @CrookedCosmos)
our land shall reap no parallel AWARD
as dunce-acquittal from the team hayWIRER
slouching through Bedlam; what, then, of one's duty
to maintain carnival in the sand ARENA?
here among microcrises superstition
flourishes; old errors would RENEW
Atlantis slides to the bottom of the sea:
so forcefully to our contretemps we're DRAWN
creeping amidst the barricades & traffic
radio gives no hint of enemies LISTS
to win in one small game, & for a time,
half-aware of the wrath towering INERT
already these late vistas lose their shape
melting into sentiment & SEPIA
linear tosh, farewell; let flicker ride
crackle a moment-spark on the siren's TRILL
weary with two worlds' abuse, Graywyvern
carved realist Noh to cherry stones on his STALK
Labels: #ghazals, #hasyan_yecya
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