Adage #2

he shames you with the dusk
passing along a line of trees
and stopping at the seam of
the golden light of the moon

you cannot think of any meta
phor you simply want to be
direct and simple when you
say you do not like any com
plication you hate this con
volution of words and phra
ses and talking without st
opping because you cann
ot find the period and the
the comma slips away like
a sigh from the holes of y
our nose and the hairs are
not syllabicating anything

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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