Thwarted Ambition
Admittingly what he knew about love
could only fill a prescription bottle
The mesmirizing ghost of the Oracle of the Delphi
hovered like a waywayrd halo
about the structured desolation of his isolated room
ADMITTTINGLY WHAT HE KNEW ABOUT LOVE
Ā COULD ONLY FILL AĀ PRESCRIPTION BOTTLR
The memmirsing ghost of the Oracle of the Delphi
hovered like a wayward halo
about the structurcuted desolation of his entropic room
Never knoing the comfort of another
left him feeling more of an acute loss of Identity
than an immobile block of blank-faced marble
without the sumptious benefit
of a sculptor's hammer & chiself
Faced with the blank-facedĀ wall of resignation
that greets the firing squad
he couldn't help himself-
from feeling the pathetic plight of the born loser
whose endless sigh of esasperatingĀ futility
expresses so completely
of just how difficult it is
,to accpet a Dream's
inflexible borders and boundaries
Leaving him no choice-
,but to tuirn to the fragile complexity
and natural eavedroppping device of a web
He chose as his confessor
an empty room of trapped forms & startled mouths
2014 Copyright by Ron Marcus
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