I tap upon the closed rusty gate
rubbled rhyme scattered lines
abandoned alliteration abound

forgotten & unwritten elegies
untranslatable verbiage 
graffitied upon the walls 

shall another villanelle be scribed
no sonnet – refrain nor quatrain
all words lost in the dry inkwell 

crying into lurching shadows
voice & inspiration decimated to dust
is this the day after the end of the word

unexcavated verse 
disintegrated quill &  gall  
beseeching mute ghazals 

searching for my muse amongst the ruins
kneeling to beseech forlorn gods
I rap upon the rusty gate





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