A semblance of jurisprudent influx
Informed the caricatures, carried on
A lamentable cannibal in us all.
The first time death arrived on our shore
Care of the marine camouflage,
I was not here. Not there, and have
Always been unbattered, uncoaxed,
Though disenfranchised by severities.
Often I’m carousing, bodily bare.
But I’d not declared myself saintly,
Was not sacrosanctly benign, with
My own Pilates. No! But I was
Far an adjunct to any of you,
Far adroit with fearsome flatteries
Unhindered by diplomacy or influence.
And, often, a joy to the mere super-sundry.
While journalists were arguably true within
Bounds and their own rounds of beer,
I’ve only watched TV momentarily,
Absent with absinthe, which consequently
Abetted rankiness toward the devil
Who inhabited my blue sea.
Seven days a week I’ve watched you
And taunted you and fainted with your . . .
‘Til the daylights conquered my insanity.
Then, lo and behold!—the draft, my cold
Craftiness, no longer arbiter to my drool.
Am here now! Mumbling. And screaming
Inside this conflict among our nationalists.
"...always unbattered, uncoaxed,
ReplyDeletedisenfranchised by severities
and---often---carousing alone, bodily bare.
Not that I declared myself saintly,
am not sacrosanctly benign in my palate,
no! But I was far an adjunct to you,
far adroit in fearsome flattery..."
I too am not sacrosanctly benign in my palate... Hmmm. My favourite one, methinks. You'll have to tell me more about this one.