Best Poems Written by Paradoxon Mercuriale

Sabine

A subpoena 
I send to you Sabine 
To the Court of Birds 
that see no frowns of malice 
nor recognise the curl of the lip 
The defence that must fall
from your patched Tongue 
skewered and faltering 
will no doubt wilt 
in the Misery of that injustice 
where you glance and 
Judgment be made 

Cursed is your nature
Your drowsy lids poisoning 
the Strangers that grace lowly beings
Your kohl sinks your eyes 
into the putrid swamps 
that belongs your soul 
The oceanic conch rolls 
removed of its Creature
in sandy depths 
An empty vessel
hollow of mind 
wanting of Master 
gasping, grasping for silvery clay 
the Agar.
devoid of Conscience, removed of mine

Copyright © Paradoxon Mercuriale | Year Posted 2021