How The World Once Stopped...
Time with all its florid offerings
indelible petals of prismatic paint
frozen blankets
horizon snowy canvass
vines of resurrection still
clinging to stamen of withered
asphyxia
night spills its
chocolate
affection
mouths flow sweet
with the mellifluous
golden syrup fondue
of a melting pot sun
particles of reoccuring
dream resume their
patterns of apolitical
democratic anarchy
the gown of phosphoric blood
binds the metropolitan skyline
burns of celestial semen
highlighting the ageless boundaries
of the impregnated angels bodice
the moist knife of dawn
hijacking the clovery eyelids
of the streamlet resting fawn
Nature forever
unapologetic
in its calamitous
uproar
Trauma and tantrum
echoing the walls next door
the shell shocked vagrant
hoists
a palm full of rabid bees to
the hive of storm clouds buzzing
in the sky above his window
proffering swollen hands of blisters
to the street peddling priests on parade
upon the city random theory of social scandal
is unleashed
people gawking, mouths agape
scenes of the sidewalk shape shifting
traffic signals reversing in significance
amnesiac tourists throwing
suitcases of documented
homeland security
from the holy papal perches
of hotel balconies
crooked cab drivers back alley short cuts paid for in pocket
vendors striking in aid of world hunger
...my eyes breathe in the light of the
candelabra
jeweled eidolon
diadem essence
flame flush with the gypsy spirits
of ancient royal mystic dancers
the fairies fiery flask of
opalescent intoxication
searing conscious portals
of expansion
surrounding corners of the room
roundly smooth themselves out
a perfect circle forms in my peripheral
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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