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