Something So Pleasant About That Place

Flirting with an apparent

teleology,

oh, sublime imposition.

                                           Adrift from logical impulse,

She renounced the world of forms to

irrationally embellish

cognitive reception.

Just a few more dreams!

Our ego fed on it.

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Times are changing,

frustrating lucidity!

                                    I’m not me. I’m not me.

Feelings,

Kindred motives?

                                               “The mechanics

stem from an edited

version of a poet’s perception.”