Someone abolished seeing <br />betting the world ‘s going to finish - <br />voice sprawled on the table as a tired player <br />eye turned on the cheat as ever - <br />leaving earth and sky quibbles <br />to remain a child and a little <br />reconciled shadow practising <br />and preaching <br />behind the superfluous peal <br />come from all the peals <br />touching prepares an invisible <br />mirror, an edifice, <br />a resigned weight could seem a true thing <br />- so resalting in the contact with the nude thing - <br />but, see, the walls fall so venal <br />the lethargy ‘s wide ajar <br />partial comprehensions patrol the air <br />the horizon cicatrizes every rift <br />the living thermocautery meets <br />only noblesse oblige to blindly believe <br />the remains and signs of a human feast <br />do not disappear all <br />around the cannibal.<br /><br />nicky kelly<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-view-from-patmos/
