Self Myth Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

Self Myth



Flamingo flames as dangerous as doubt
I doubt your sincere whispers
Concave of fear
The little elves are tattle tales

You bookmark the ages of sanity
Lean on the cathedral of choice
Others have made your choice
Your brave identity is fabricated

Noble Shelley rests by Keats
Adjectives in earth's karmic venue
Blight of the forlorn swords
Knowledge is the sorrow of time

Remember the witch of Macbeth?
Byron dies in Greece
Paris cafe with dim light
Mistress of the ravens talon

You know all the poets
Recite the kindest soliloquies
I believed you now I see
Self myth conjures Shakespeare

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Joseph Narusiewicz

Joseph Narusiewicz

So St Paul, Minnesota
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