Nihil Obstat
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Nihil Obstat, meaning, to be published without hindrance, is from the anthology, Complaining to the Clock, a work in progress.
Nihil Obstat
What is this wave of floating currents,
Which enter the dark side streets
Like far-reaching rubbery tentacles?
It is your resigned reach for something
Infinitely beyond the staid and the shrill;
Your grasping of one moment in flexing time,
Your attempt to save a universe out of whack,
By donning your costume made of plastic fire,
With flashing sun medals signifying eminence.
What is this jaundiced atmosphere I inwardly sense
Within skinned temples made of bitter cortex,
Here in the bulrushes, wearing a feathered cap?
It is the silent pulse of a forest lacking an audible voice,
A meadow with green eyes that scratch the skies,
Looking to erode for all-time the blindness of hate.
Copyright © Stark Hunter | Year Posted 2019
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