Tuesday, March 22, 2016

Vehicle In The Mind

He had an unplaced vehicle in his mind,
The alligator thought, the trotting pony.
One was a sentinel of the graver anger,
One was sentenced to a death, forced to
Arrive, fed into a frenzy by the dozing jest.

My vehicle was in his windy mind,
I had controlled the beast in him, for his
Vampires began their favours on him,
The same depths of the ocean were ahead
Of time, ahead of the battalions of war.

I have to mightily ache, inches deep,
Inner destinations being saints.
My vehicle is my laughter as fast as death.
The scroll of names combines with names,
As jokey as the words of the serious kind.
Naveed Akram
Topic(s) of this poem: mind
Edward Kofi Louis 22 March 2016
Unplaced vehicle! With the muse of the mind. Thanks for sharing.
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