autumn anarchy forever finally
Shocking Convulsing Redundantly
folding the concept of
Hierarchy Tossing it leisurely
Grasping for splitting The sense of
intent A cleft in the jester at rest
with convention To hell with
ascension Obstinately splattering
Mimicking modesty Galloping
passing as basically fabled
with Irony rallying like Anarchy or
winter In Ireland the Hills of
Montana Seem desperately
grave Singing of effort resistance
and flow Shifting on angles An
orchestra of Language and Angels
like Rebels parading as Clever the
glint of a grand mold of
fluff Escalating Dividing
at heavenly
grounded
José Hernández Díaz
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Picture: A Ghost Rider
Sculpture by Edwin Westergren
Photo by Magpie Jane