Thursday 17 August 2017

An Arthritic Concupiscence


Less a surprise than defining where the cocoon 
starts and ends; wrapped in a microfine web of 
the finest filigree strands yet free to gaze at the 
geste of Guam’s innocence - whose policy’s an 
arthritic concupiscence ‘of mandoline melody’, 
a good guess suggests this ‘cuisine’ won’t rate 
much beyond next mezzanine belch of rhetoric 
from this blonde-horned gander’s gay wisdom 

But we’ll be staying bound within our carapace, 
a just-in-case strategy, & maybe ‘tweet-less’ or 
is it too much t’ bear being unaware; not that it 
worries me, I don’t care what they bleat into th’ 
atmosphere, or there being no sense since the 
denizen facetiously tossed in its handkerchief 

© 17 August 2017, I. D. Carswell

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