walk through

I walk through a day dream
verbose and unreliable

incessant loss of chaos
finds me abandoned

in a dream

what privilege of wonder
camps the night before me?

be-sodden with light as
I flail the daybed white

a canvas of my own plight
ending the call into now

clamors for a moment’s
fomented attention like

prepotent grammar
inherent of diction

engendered of knowledge as
pedigree to pen and ink

© K. James Ribble

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