PRETENSE
 
 
Scavengers of the Art
    irreverency complete
Hornets and Buzzards unite
    perfect machines
Scales and windows
    sightless assurances
taking space
    while dogs grovel for more
Under-bridges resorts
    bellies jabbed
        for pittance or nothing
Scabs on faces
    masks of urban design
Cowards wave
    with nothing returned
All things all things
    nothing wrong!


 
TALKABOUT
 
Several hundred liberated monks
    and their wives;
spoke ensuing measures
    for the Queens of Mejestar
Said the Queens concerned lawyers,
    "Of Death or of Pride,
          Which be the worst of Crimes?"
Babbling in the courtyard, like
    agitated brooks
        the monks
            and their wives
        found little comfort from
    the argument.
Guilty found, all of them,
    and not the vote complex
In this brightest of grey days
    the Queens 
        and their heads
            took separate paths.


 
THE WOLVINE
 
To dine on Beggar's blood
    foul souls belly
    transient thoughts
    wasted temptation
 
Tenderness Lost -- gnashing fangs
    generation regroupment
    fevered frenzy
    thoughtless provocation
 
This thick-tempered one
    borrows nothing
    creates independantly
    renews continually
 
Rehearsals for Life's perfect containment
 
Boxes of People
    living or dead
    Searching for further structure
 
Wolvines and Mysteries
    dance on fallen leaves
    nothing can hide from them