"If I Were a Respected Poet I'd Write Stuff Like This"

by Jeph Johnson

 

majestically a proud warrior sighs
and regards are sent to the back...
until no more regards remain,
only gratitude
the mystical journey abruptly ends...
din reminiscent of backyard banter
as gossip through the fence
we now know
acutely
unrestored unforgiven,
plans dwindle up in smoke,
backfired
blackened grand
absolute
revive the plan!
revive the plan!
the graveyard awakens!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

2002 

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