Stance Just There Poem by Tanec Rayl

Stance Just There



we are falling / we are Man
anxiously appropriating
as all must now, desiring
failed pursuit of their creation
embittered by the amputation
of tradition atop Niphates
Beelzebub's heroic deed

round and round the silent moan
of precursory soliloquy
inverted moral moiety

wearisome ancestors, howling
for their lagniappe
as those who will not now do
are forever fond of pointing out

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