Hope well
to stand before
the deliverers of
postal approval.
Stamped, clamped,
always revamped,
the mind shutters
autonomically
at the ought thought
that sends aughts into
tens and twenties and
hundreds of fears.
Oh yes, some words
work their mandibles
in order to diagnose
the condition of the swirl.
Many repeat their assumptions
and defeat their intentions
as the sameness times them:
ten feckless instants.
To place one self
before oneself
onsets my self
delivering that failure:
wealth
to the popular
reimagination
folding like a poplar
ground into particle board
glued like same
feeling its self
separated members
of this farcical icicle blur.
Roman Ryan 