A prose, much too magnificent
Dies, and begins to grow
I witness and discover
A much more acuter cause
Myself as myself
appropriately round
flashing a badge of victory
a silver will
too wonderful to disagree
mouths disciplined
coolly hushing
the correctness
straightforwardly with stroll
the upstanding fools
at the edge of ones feet
backs to the sun
oiling patriotism
expressionism convincing decay
defining gender
color wheeling
weighty and evermore palpable
than sin…