The Greener Grass is a Little Lofty
concentric rings
are an art
a finished poem
in a victorian landscape
sent
a drunk
amid worldly boundaries,
fizzled personality
begetting ire
in a zealous tribe
of course
focus
on the flying
genuine reader
taking shape again,
a mute cloud
following the disorder
of the winds
His puzzling breath
trauma below
to the unbroken
heart:
a consciousness
periodically devoid
of oxygen
a sadistic style
that is all but
guaranteed
a rabbit-hole
of relief
from the annoying
anthropic
struggle
the presence
of water
is a pedicure
in value
trembling emotions
are frightening
and prove
that life is easier
to live
in the cocksure arms
of an almond tree
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Author's Note
This is the product of a poem-writing exercise with the following rules:
-to begin the poem with "concentric rings are an art"
and
-to use the following words:
poem, landscape, sent, drunk, worldly, boundaries, personality, tribe, of course, focus, fly, genuine, reader, shape, again, following, disorder, trauma, unbroken, consciousness, period, oxygen, style, guaranteed, rabbit-hole, relief, annoying, struggle, presence, Victorian, pedicure, value, emotion, frightening, prove, almond
the presence
of water
is a pedicure
in value
Very nice. Lots of interesting leaps in this one, Arthur.