45% Liquid of a Vow, 2012 by Andrew Engwall an open-verse inspired by Of Absence and Presence, 2012.
45% Liquid of a Vow
The Romanian language of a day,
an idea of assault that one day for sure had to die,
a sense of famine, it's all wasted and passed on. Different.
Early or late at this other time, love me.
Subcommittee listened committee clocks,
Failed, I won because the Queen because the queen muttered
a jingle came into my head. Alonso: Dear son, sunbeams
censored in his head alone govern him. Wind whipped object
of LIlies? Royal Zoos gallop convicted performance.
Fresh he cried. Glared request eyes
noticed a fall. Stone of our world. Ugly face.
Derision. Crown. Erect. Pumps. Stalions.
We have the cold deep spooning, the remotest does envy you;
We have the island our wreck and many man;
We have parried the caustic tongue to test and size.
So in presumption for Europe stood –
For local lines – for boots –time
shall help another time. But locked.
Acquire: he jokes – taking reject another time;
dear but we are all a floor, a mentioned team.
a kept country that dances and stands.