Further proclivities I would have done it anyway Rich edges of thickness bleeding Pain speeding into the quickening Sonic decay receding against mackerel skies I was going to do it before the deluge Or was it – before the idea of the deluge I never got a chance as it were Exploding increments of nothingness encroaching I did not mean to over-compensate emotionally Eroding elements parched in the burning fog Vascular fragments frozen in tundra proclivities As the air mocked the rumor of existence I would have done anything to avoid distillation Were it not for units of externally-imposed immobilization Radical recordings of remunerations repeated rhetorically I did the best I could auspiciously inclined Oliver Loveday © March 22, 2014 2:45am EDT lovedaystudio/poetry_by_oliver_loveday.htm
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