UNFINISHED FOREVER

Unfinished forever
Even when it’s over.
Pregnant hand, I sever
This e’er wanting lover.

Either quick and flung out
Or landed, slow as mud.
A careless arty bout,
To clout the careful dud.

May you stain forever
Young, and bob up to cry
From time into ether.
Wreathe her, born yawning, to die.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s