Shady design inspires today's poem. Enjoy!
Break my stride beauty, are you here to save me?
It's rhythmically imperative to know what it is you gave me
Disinterest lacks only the intensity of a good line
Live performances spirit the fervor to do fine
Speaking of which, is anybody listening?
Beyond spent days of lengthy stint on oceans glistening?
No wonder they say you see we all have to pay some price
The savvy and popular continue their edit so concise
This patch of path now seems such unfamiliar ground
It connects to, then diverts from familiar sound
Hopes gotten up are in danger of flights so high
Honored roots know nothing of plans on the sly
Here on the edge is where troublesome bubbles anew
A world where organized statements are so far and few
Instead this place is vibrant with its own kind of clang
It kidnaps with poetics far from the Head in a Hole Gang
To lose your razor's edge is a search of friendly textures
Not to cruise the ledge for institutionalized heady lectures
A sound strategy of sound further nurtures a past hunger
No pretending, remember now, you get no younger
patrick d. adams
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