Uncertainty’s story reveals August glory
In furious signal to all I might hope
to find; unsmiling passage up crowded
hills, empty landscape’s visual mills
A tensile spring rebound across bodily
string: unifying theory of electricity
weary. Disequilibrium resolves to energetic
resolve, while ad infinitum jabs prevent
ataraxia scrawls; but that’s not the
point, my feet in the river: defining
the words without absurdity shiver.
Perilous this game of power full chance,
Reckon I’ll blame my cower askance
On whoever I see with a sturdy
parlance. Framing undone out here in the
woods, fingers can’t point, they’re on
handlebars good. Instinct to rest
wrested into place: a bunch by the
creek, unmoving this race.
Roman Ryan 