Black Diamond
Conrad wrote of coal
Being the source of energy
I do not mind
But it starts with a line
Of cacophony
I do not know when I shall
Be the same
But I know I give you
The name
Of desires not
Fulfilled
But alone
Not sartorial
And lily
White in error
Of terror
About the use
Of a metaphor
For you in your work
About right
And wrong.
It is not going
To make it here
Where there is
No endgame
Just the work
Of miles in the act
Of being endured.
You love of my time
Has won me no ardour
It is not amounting
To anything true
There is only lying
And not only that
But the use of words
That do not approach
The end of the world.
BCDFM
COPYRIGHT Bruce E Saunders 2020
