luck made you feel foolish
expressing opinions
about incongruity
decency as an investment
as the marauding horns of midnight
allow no one past barriers
no one penetrating with helpfulness
the raging sewerage outflow
sweeping endeavor
and brotherhood into powerlessness
what teaching
comes from the ends of the earth
sullenly barring the spray of adherence
lugging opportunist nets
laws upon laws
without explanation
where have your evenings
sharpened the voiceless anxiety of semblance
the spectral tumult
that misjudges periodic chaos
as extraneous difficulty
