The Truth About Separation

Fleshed and illustrated
On the infamous obeying tug
Shielding color unripe
My glory descends from them
Their wedded embrace
For kilometer custody
Sun moneyed no scruples
Braved my accepting fate
Granting swaddling crops
Of clairvoyant crayolas
Piercing circled eared vows
To dear you neutrality
Shade you ample supple snouts
Filling vacuity meadow mute love
Echoing you kneel cupped sentiment
Stitching thin lips to smiles
Disobeying wallpapered laws
For the meatless graying bones
And yes I am eccentric mister
And I never really knew you at all
But those two trees brilliantly vein
Deeper in my woods
Deeper than justice axe could cut
You can keep your white saint raves
Your blind slaved love
I remain here spotless with soul
Seizing happy hostage waiting returns
My childbirth sanctuaries
Rocking my chair riddles
Go on enjoying your drift
Feign possessing paragon heart
Wait almost done penciling your shame
Before I cordially go
Don’t pray for me wasting tendons
My outlined homecoming weighs in stones
Mastering blood levels against eyeless faces
I am all religion denouncing command  . . .