Activate the Arguement

Activate the Argument David J Walker A one-world lonely drop One word then two From a pile of past important papers Pinned in the permanent ink of atavistic fears and instincts picking three words then four voices heard unseen in a perturbed rebirth of a past manuscript what has she seen and when did she see it what did she mean and when did she mean it five words then six as thick as an August evening on a screened-in porch You explain I am the path But not its patron I am The Paterfamilias And not its Matron Eight words then ten And it’s over enough to Start again