The Protraction of the Epiphany

The Protraction of the Epiphany Complacency in a stilted light of regret Vagrancy in a jilted sight of neglect Emergency in a wilted light of insects The urgency of a curative substance to inject Wellsprings of artificial truth and humour Hells things accumulate with the modern day consumer A year in the jungle with the rare black Asian Pumas A fear and a rumble of a growing brain tumour Excerpts of illumination beaming out through a crowd Concerts of contamination leaning forward and loud An old hearse of consecration screaming lines of the Proud A written verse of invitation about what is sworn and vowed Desert storms inland from the sea Crescent forms of moonlight that shine down upon me Elegant storms of starlight that are too bright to even see Decadent norms shed for what’s right as you embolden the free Elevated insights into the passages of time Nominated fights about the ravages of crime Consecrated rights about the rhythm of a rhyme Ill-created sights as we look to the night for a sign Refine the moment before you descend from your throne Define who owns it as humanity leaves you alone Confine who clones it before it hijacks all of your homes Incline to hone it before the Queen turns to stone Perpetuate the intimate and sign up for the next sequel Commiserate the consulate before human rights become the prequel Eviscerate then integrate as you shout about it from the steeple Amalgamate then consecrate the water for the people Divide the notion of partial responsibility Inside the ocean of martial comparability Apply the lotion of spatial inter generational exclusivity Collide the sojourns of musical improvisational proclivity Allow your sorrow to rise up and purge from your system Now you follow the size of your urge to demystify him How tomorrow through the eyes of your words make you thin Bow to the borrowed lies of the absurd man with a grin What comprises the ultimate act of integrity? Hot suprises to formulate the exacts of berevity Not decided to promulgate the contraction of longevity Of the insiders I consummate the protraction of the epiphany The End Copywrite Elizabeth Moroz