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  • As Always(with apologies to Grant and Amenora)

    As Always

    Risen
    as always
    above all, doubt.
    I can sit, eyes shut,
    full caught in thought,
    suddenly, like vomit,
    regret bubbles up

    anxious to tell me
    "You shouldn't
    have done that."
    Each step a misstep,
    take the poach of Commute
    or "How do I really feel?"
    It's not so much plagiarized
    as described inside out,
    this bar-room hit-on
    fits a tale full of lies,
    as a dance of death
    drags around fitful flies.

    Navigated as the sun
    under an ultra-violet illusion
    conjuring them a grease-spot end
    in fried electrocution.
    The question for this world must be
    how much of our reality is built on
    sensual confusion
    Last edited by Johntee; 08-06-2018, 09:04 AM.

  • #2
    Still digesting this. Quite like it, beautiful expression... Don't be sorry. Or I'll be sorry, too, somehow.
    Nice elocution, I enjoy your sentiments. I take it -- sensual AND consensus confusion.

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    • Johntee
      Johntee commented
      Editing a comment
      Thank you for
      your
      indulgence.

  • #3
    Yes! Great stuff, Johntee. This is a Kells knotwork of rueful wit and wry reflection, with a conclusion like a wide-eyed angel head on a finial. Hat's off!

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    • Johntee
      Johntee commented
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      As I said
      before.
      I must try
      to forswear.
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