Monday, September 3, 2018
Futility
This sanguine restraint
encumbers ascendancy,
psychagogic spheres
safeguard reality;
once protruding beyond my means,
this last dire lark, all that holds me,
all that I am, yet defeat overwhelms,
this trespasser and enchanter concedes
this impetuous caprice, whereupon
and whatnot truth unfolds this
inimitable touch for whom
binds this Godhead, mortals morass
in their ignorance conjuring up fables
and myths to subsist with their weakness
and frailty, O thine eyes of a fool for whom
resurrect idiotic clauses to buy themselves
freedom from the inevitable and the
futility of becoming nothingness.
- John Hardesty
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