Purple's Platitudes

nothing but words …

Now I know my

16 November 2011

Now I know my


An aging, agnostic, amnesiac

begs brothers brandishing belligerence,

come carry cohesive consternation.

Did dumbness disable diaphanous

ends? Escape elegies enduringly,

for fashion formulates fastidious

gaps, glaring guaranteed. Generations

have hurried, however haphazardly

in icy indigo isolation.

Just jagged jealousy, jeopardizes

kelp kisses. Kangaroo kaleidoscopes

lie, listless liaisons lapidify,

more madness mollifies mahogany,

not narrow, natural narcissism.

Oath obscured, orbiting ordinary

pain, papered paragraphs perpetuate

queens quarrels quietly. Quintessential

rogue remarks reprimand. Remarkably,

sex simply scintillates. Somnambulist

tastes temples, temptations transparently

used. Ugly uncertain understatements

voice vacant vagabonds’ visionary

whims. Wasted whispering,


years. Yielding yesterdays, yellowishness


16 November, 2011 - Posted by | Poetry | , ,

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