oh my muse, amuse me
a finite jestural gesture
tangled and elusive are the questions
but so austere the answers
my asceticism, i cannot help
my heart remains callous, and adamant
no clement has come for me
to forgive my broken covenants
with a newly colored mindfulness
apologies and poor confessions
for suffering the abidance of
the law of unintended consequences
electric red and yellow
walking away it's fading to blue
sharp chills, a goodbye-hello
walking away deepens the hue