Peter Calvanese Jr. Poet Free verse

Illest of Reasons

Four joints excercising their right
to tense up
Oh how the Pancreas aides in 
such a drawstring.

Conscience kidnapped for a spell
while these fierce, 
No, cowardly beings
earn their way into darkness.

Like the pedophile with no
child, sitting in the playground
"just reading a book"
while children play.

What a facade!
We know why both exist 
It's the sickness,
No fingers to mouth, pondering, posing questions.

That neither know, it's their vision
changed the make-up 
so they feel normal
When alone.

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Debbie Guzzi July 28, 2009 at 12:36 PM Thank you so much for the explainaion;). I would use knuckles in line 1 just to start the poem off with a ..bit...clearer idea (one will still need to think on the lines and it will still give layered meaning) such as why..drawstring? Most will have no idea what the pancrease does..I'm a massage therapist and should have remembered but didn't...the two extemes of violence, madness and brute force?..That niether brute nor madman can answer..Their vision changed....

Debbie Guzzi July 28, 2009 at 9:42 AM Goodness...who comprises the neither in the last verse? The verse sounds profound if I could get some sort of handle on at least the first few lines? 4 fingers???Who are the cowardly beings? Light & Love