In The Name Of Art And Love - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

i command the rules to go away

pigs! snakes!
icons! boxes!
door jams!
toilet bowls!
holy shits!
leeches! and
stinging bees!
and whistling kettles
pressure upon pressure
fissure upon fissure
veiled women demons
wingless angels
questions marks
and interjections
and premature

get lost!

in the name of love
i call upon all the hues of
the prism
i summon all colors
and scents
sweet sour or

come, come,
under the feathers of
the mother hen
of freedom

bow to a vow

we'll make more rainbows
across the mountains

even before it rains.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 29, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, October 30, 2013

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