Dig me………………
no
.
deeper,
darling
My best is kept
by cover
in quiet
Dirtformed;
Informed…
what shape the sun
should
hue me
what scent the rain should
gild
me
what love
the air
should
Grow. ME.
what
given —
mY
best me
hidden
To see:
Dig
Me, deeper
+Keeper
It is concluded:
I
shall
touch
though your incognizance
will render its
immediacy
moot
immediacy
not
permanence
hallowed
for this moment
only
there comes a time when
succumb to Fine
is
in
order
when blindsided by
the fineness
and groping for a new
direction
away
from
the scene of injury
SURRENDER
strategically
conserving the sane
of Maintain
no pain
after the initial blow;
too grown
not to know
the
rest…
of a fineness conquest
Master Class —
How To
ignore your assonating prose
of presumption
such useful lessons
you impart
Yes, and since my honorable conferment
I’ve shed, not one tear;
Technique-ified
to qualify
for life
without fear
without risk —
Unexposed;
See it, but don’t see it
Hear it, inaudibly
Teach! Master Craftsman
Successful
AND Safe
I’ll be as
peerless as you
one day
There is a beauty
that remains
in pain
a knowing
a great knowledge
to this
The others
have
no
access
remains:
splintered prisms
reflecting newly
in shattered rearranges
patterns previously proscribed
compel implication innovation; and
frame unashamed…
pain;
Beauty
in striking secrets
to which The others have no access.
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