December 13, 2013 § Leave a comment

sentenced to sense
abstracted absence
while words
are pierced
at the point of attachment
meant as statements
to distract resentment for
allowances stacked
on witchcrafted captions
kept in caution
for futuristic commandments
utilized to steer the stillborn
through artistic attraction
until a unified field unfolds
above them
the tonnage of
stars on shoulders
with silk weight of wonder
and the
hunger for heaven
be gone

(c) 2013 Fred Whitehead


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