When the proverbial
has become
a sanguine languish,
What must we do
to consummate
the overcoming
transcendence?
Would an empathic clone
assist the bearing,
this cross of two,
this desperate
satisfaction?
Multiplicity
06 Sunday May 2012
Posted in Poetry
…. a sanguine languish …… SUCH a phrase to roll around the mouth! Very Dylan Thomas-esque:)
Twists things up a bit, but not overly so.. 😉