X.


Stem (death reimburses illogical adjectives misspelling aggregated
anthems toward spacious dialects) now I
discarded

attempting guiltless
dispositional protocol as
wind directs landscape image mirror halting

movement of what endears

behind
me,
deliberate.

My fingers now marginal
sans textural spirit of the modular reinvention. Ahead
more windows

unearthing sacred modes of
silent adaptations. Circular
sedated depictions engage psyche’s solid insertions:

horizonal façades portend the glisten of grass’ waking blades
lean-present
allegory tool of antithetical departure of a past’s
compromised dedication.