CHANCE ART 4
open
&
banal
smatterings
weaved
& stretched
Bless the breakfast
As we still fast when the meals late
Bless us all who masticate
Bless the bunch
While they crunch the lunch*
At the noon-day break
Bless the evening as the dinner bell rings
When we all take bits and smatterings
Let us all give thanks
Amen says the laymen
open
&
banal
smatterings
submitted
weaved
& stretched
in
gratuitoius
pride
of place
triviality
amongst
the
representive
in
decline
slight
impulses
filtered
by
the
established
contemporary
in
random
selections
regardless
of debate
He was a raised hand,
Striking down his past.
Delivering sutures
To each of the futures
He touched.
Braying of donkeys
Echoing in his background.
A passing cloud,
Thundering loud
Smatterings of thought,
Like intermittent rain
On corrugated tin.
Ridges of grey matter
Rising, then falling
To the beat
Of felonious assault
,
Hard, soft meeting
Life, entering death
Arm in arm,
With rage.
SHELLSHOCKED
slashed indigo lines
reconstruct your
mosaic face in
my head twisted
waves restricted by
10 inch wrist stitched
shellshocked minds
should we try piece
ourselves together
gathering scattered
smatterings of these
shellshocked minds
or should we leave
them on the floor
to tell of brutal
flaws hidden in numb
shellshocked minds
© Kim van Breda—3 December 2015
against sapphire sky
smatterings of black wings soar. . .
shattering twilight
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