the color of this misfortune makes anew
a shape and sequence enveloped through
the mastermind of conclusive determination
is faster in time for reductionist sensation!
The job was simple but the tools were made complicated
the mob was a pimple but the fools were said to be jaded & sedated
busted or disgusted?
vanity’s edge written on humidity’s ledge
even as the heat is a beat retreat
in a hot summer
being trapped inside, is still a bummer !
but
when the bullets of sweat run down my face like a train
&
the handkchiefs come to my rescue and i can no longer remain
my joy is over employed because the fire burning in my veins are clovers of grains!
&
the decaying seeds, dried!
endless fraying deeds – sighed…
A mistake to misplace!
the counting of a colliding distaste?
can you believe it?
man blue, conceive it?
ha!
REGUS? EGREGIOUS !