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He was what he repressed,
ignored, denied, resisted.
The pale, knotted crust
of a limp and aged hand,
reality’s veneer was shattered
by phantasmagoric sleep.
The apocalypse of him as him,

a will be reined by freedom’s reign
and he would be as he sleeps,
know what he was when he loved.

He was overzealous,

codeine and Capulet,
professed himself of primal root

and total alienation,
thus compelled to babble love
in death’s anticipation,
reach for mineral soils of stage,
conceive of timeless

 

stage-less stage,
bloom another’s other.

4 comments

  1. Craig,

    “The apocalypse of him as him,” That shivered my spine.
    Powerful and evocative. .

    “codeine and Capulet” the alliteration is grand but the combination sounds lethal..
    .
    “stage-less stage,
    bloom another’s other.”

    This poem doesn’t make me smile, but it reminds me once more of just how powerful the pen
    is, especially when its in the hand of a master poet such as yourself.

    Sarah

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  2. Craig,

    I was just looking at our front page, looked at the picture you chose to go with this poem and
    had an epiphany!

    Comedy and Tragedy….you are ever the philosopher… Youth and Old Age…

    Brilliant!! Sometimes I’m a slow study, but I get there after awhile. : )

    Sarah

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  3. Love these lines:

    “professed himself of primal root
    and total alienation,
    thus compelled to babble love
    in death’s anticipation”

    Much enjoyed reading.
    take care,
    Kerri

    Like

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