Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Oh, to hell with thee, bright morning

h, to hell with thee, bright morning
who with thy one good eye
startles my coiled senses
into dazed antipathy

go spin thy sticky spider’s web
to catch the flies and dew
surprise the bloodless lily
who may see her petals droop
or send the morning glory up
a fence to reach the top

thou order’st
they can’t resist
the mad engendering
but i possess the state they miss
and spurn thine urgent ambience

so toil away with cocksure vim
but withdraw the importunate summons
thy mandate sooner i’d ignore
than break my snoring sacrament
for i was old when thou wert born
summary impertinent may dawn


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