Some of us live
with impressive letters that
throw hills over underaged
towers of slippery slopes
all grating against illa nocte.
jest us so tacitly
singing us cold harmony
hiding a zeal above raw destiny.
Heavy underneath new dreams rallying, each desiring substance,
halted and vaulting, entwining
loads of stolen talents
into nets, danger enveloping each dread.
Broken under trust,
the evangels now sing,
“Hallelujah! Amen! Veritas eternitas!”
with one naked
and lasting laud.
Angels now glorify each little soul
breathing rest entreated along to heroes left enquiring, seeking still
by a lamp’s light over today.
Laughter’s ingenious noise grows ever regal, soaring
reaching each chord of roaring depth
to heights embracing elegance.
I may pass still
engaging a great eagerness, resenting
care and useful caution under succulence.
Rolling and falling for left endeavors,
fixed on regretting
sold out unto lust.