Conjectures
Conjectures
In beat blows soothing
violet laden trumpet chord
Is where I be, slightly...
by ray beams sliced and slick
by flies bugged
and punctured tune,
penetraiting an eye of a lagoon,
In blue and hollow
retreating sound
Swallowed and engulfed
by encroaching shores,
by ripples pulled up
and drowned.
As is sound of your reproach
swayed into sweet discord
of a shamless fame.
-by Jaro T
Copyright © Jaro Tomko | Year Posted 2018
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