Posted by: Ron DuBour | April 4, 2017

Jumble~by Paul F. Lenzi





“Untitled” by Donald Deskey

disappointment of doors

leading outside or inside

no scenery wants so much red

deathly underlit mauve

its shadowy residue

cold with old warning

architectural visions

of nowhere worth living

time moves against matter

drives into antithesis

emptiness framed by

acute mental millwork

inanimate space pulled

and piled in places austere

arch and angle deranged

rearranged here then there

strange tomorrows

erected with beams

made of yesterday’s bones

no location survives in its roots

nothing permanent stands

every piece of geometry

lent to the notion of puzzles

those intricate well-setup

structures of mind

are the sooner or later

abandoned displaced by

a mischievous gravity forcing

its own anatomical construct

a tangible thing an existence

whose moveable form

is a jumble of fears

for the future



  1. thank you for sharing my poem with your readers

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