Overcast (poem)

Posted by ractrose on 25 Feb 2020 in Poems

      Overcast   Self-abnegation hunting insects All chemistry or all dispassion not dissected by ego and asked to answer The tailored monument to Jones or Brown or Miller We can’t feel surprised What, Mr. Jones, is atonement What, Ms. Brown, do you call repentance How, Miller, do you ask forgiveness You needed training…if […]