Monday, May 18, 2015

capital letters

Bent over on benches
Half-rotted through with doubt
Scribbled over with the fallacies
His name and hers
A circling route
To madness
Left the pain to work
Its way into permanence
Deepening the scars
Sunk into the soft
Tissue, the acquiescing
Bark, timbers
Written over and over
Again, in capital affirmation