NO WORDS

When no shapely words reach out
To scorch the mind
I fail to see the reasoning
of placing
the alphabet bits into
Certain forms that may
Make no sense

But who wants logic?

And then I re-read Baudelaire
My heart fries, hotting up
A line appears
Reaching into my dryness
Enveloping me in richness

Knowing I can never cease

From expressing every care
Every wave of fear

Every forlorn despair
Every loss and gain
Every bitter pain
Every nuance of futility

Every ecstatic joy
Every scrap of pleasure
Every fleeting happiness

Moving again
Oh yes, to that platinum river
Flowing swiftly to meet the ocean
Only a breath away
Oh how fine one feels
How clear the head

Uncowed by the Joker
With the zoom lens

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