August 9, 2017

Poetry: “Taper”

Obsequious omniscience
Heralds ending transcendence

Beclouded belaboring
Beleaguered breath
Beshrouds the chokehold
Heaven sent
Angel flies to flee
Insidious fugitive
Of niceties

Incarcerated
Cloistered
Elements
Evaporate
Hips press
Phantom ribs
Between suits
9-5

Dimpled dervish
Dipping delicious
Digital diction
(Did I leave it
Alone)

Pale whisper of hope
A less honorable
Means of
Groping
Each aorta
Individually

Slowly enter
Forbidden chambers
Slow-paced ruin
Learning to rely on
No one

The heart ceases to care
To taper
An incomplete beat.


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Until the last grasp of light
Releases my soul,
I won’t feel it go.


Thank you for reading.


Jane