Reserata Carcerem Xvii Poem by Joshua Adeyemi

Reserata Carcerem Xvii



time is not a spell - porous plague:
bounty bewitchment squinching crest,
la-de-da odds fostering surge,
drooling dirge heaving lanky lurch

time ain't perforated portion
ascribed by nocturnal nature:
hankering hectares feigning fields,
swaying swigs, fused figs, sumptuous spree

time outsmarts a tool - meagre mist:
gaunt fashion, gullible mimick,
fleshened forensics, torn tactics
inflected blitzkrieg, damp disc'pline

taunted time is an oxygen
breathe through it or wane without it.
'20: 06: 10: 15: 57

Note: of taunted time.

Reserata Carcerem Xvii
Wednesday, June 10, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: wisdom
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