Glenn McCrary, 4 february 2012
A golden fortune
lingers along the patterns
of my palm; a opiate suave
the mere touch; a picturesque
symbolic of greed and dishonor
thousands of lips taste
swiped corporate rhinestones
Glenn McCrary, 3 february 2012
Malignant, an echo of
calamity
penetrates the aura
of American freedom
as humanity
asphyxiates
an arsenal
of political fascism
shape shifting
into beads
branded by mercury
abomination
Glenn McCrary, 3 february 2012
A riverbank of memories
saturates cultured minds
such succulent visuals
of precipitation
so moist, so pleasant
spines shiver in longing
howls ascend
veneration
Glenn McCrary, 3 february 2012
A fruitless vein
Ruptures the
plexus
Of society’s esophagus
Embellishing virtual
pleasure
Within browsers of
opinions
Innovations, ideas,
revolutions
Traded for
corruption and malice,
Paranoia on the rise,
Innocence sucked,
swallowed, and
spewed
Into the IP addresses
of democracy
Glenn McCrary, 2 february 2012
Fates transmuted
Beguiled by the labium
of disaster; as it emanates
fallacies of mirth;
a vagary unattainable
Glenn McCrary, 2 february 2012
A prophecy arose with daybreak
how skylines pirouette
gliding in smooth succession
Whilst sampling memories
of Japanese cherry blossoms
moths fervently surround
Diverse symmetries
of porch lights
Reveries
Glenn McCrary, 1 february 2012
Tangerine hues
pour from a yellow stone
resting at base of an
ozone layer---
simulating beauty
the highest rarity
A pacifying desire
beats across knees
dissolving into
puddles of hunger