Impetus Realized Poem by Dog goD 8Hate

Struck by your resume, I wonder at
what requirement reality would claim…?

Me, in my traveled zone, narrow and yet,
(ironically) ”CAPACIOUS” –
wanderings in a vast and nebulous sphere,
clear but to they who’ve known…

Who has entered the logic of inverse portrayal
and not known that lever availed? I hold firm
in the deployment, as invention’s pen proves,
guileless

Please, acknowledge: “it’s not mine, ”
I merely comply to the prod….

And you, you in your literature’s incited tout…
who, with all due respect, who are you?


ME