The Poltergeist (Haunts/ Haunted) Poem by Roman Hazka

Motionless and still all raised so abruptly spatial
And floating sea of wobbly choices resembling those distant decisions
Vacillating back and forth, all, for the sake of precision
Trivial is the existence, yet this vivid occult so crucial.

Search for acceptance ceases, so as hanging bulk resigned off to gravity
Disorder of scattering and cacophony of shattering so congruous; the only thing all along absolute —
The echoes of forbidden plea fading away with blowing wind,
Eternally ripen fruit of sweet damnation caged inside unholy rind.
Untiring wrath lacerate sharp this suffocating sheath, desperate but always irresolute-
Redeeming placebo in this pristine performance, what mortals call mischief,
Silently borne tease; as yet nothing to avert just weave it into grief.
A ripple gone unnoticed! Just lay off to restitute —
Never deserted but still desolate
Paradise to pit no sign of horizon to meet
Pay no heed, as I decay of this unfair depravity….

Date: Feb 15th,2012