Erasing
ERASING
the poem resides
in a process,
the secret of spit
becoming
enchanting for our times,
which parody and paradox
themselves with need of erasing.
enough. go. inhabit
minds.
polemic them with prisms
and prisons where lambs lament
a pound of cantos and ferment carrots.
dance a wall street rag with a virgin hag.
assess the season inside the trick bag.
demons disappear in reason
when an ear listens to wine
shatter in a pretense of class.
still, old mother, wit lives
in the sample of example,
in the idiot a tale yearns to trample.
Jerry W. Ward, Jr. February
16, 2018
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