Poetry

Glenn McCrary


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31 july 2012

The Colour Of Mockery

Furnished from the beginning with superlative demeanor,
You sway no haughty elbows,
And murder all colours of mockery,

Refrain from staring down the bridge of your nose,
As well as the egocentric adults
That bear the sharpness of a minotaur horn.

Your own sanctuary
Is crafted from knife fissures and bullet nests,
The nightmare of cathedrals;

Though existence must be slain
In order to fashion birth, yet
existence is never slain for applause






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