Poetry from Mark Young

 
 Bricolage
  
 We add
 some
 element; &
  
 what we
 put together 
 from what-
 ever is
  
 conveniently
 at hand 
  
 lingers, some-
 times
 lasts.
  
  
  
 telemetry
  
 science ≠ silence : ephemeral ≠ femoral : dispute ≠ despite : 
 intuition ≠ retribution : precursor ≠ intercourse : 
 sigh ≠ scythe : ordain ≠ ordinary : trope ≠ tranquility : 
 roadkill ≠ homecoming : intend ≠ intense : 
 epiphany ≠ litany : behind ≠ remind : literal ≠ literary : 
 kind ≠ consign : sure ≠ waterfront : behavior ≠ asteroid.
  
 
   
 A fitted petulance
  
 Exponential 
 time decay 
  
 constants are
 truly under-
  
 stood only 
 by a mere 
  
 handful of 
 multimedia 
  
 puppet show
 performers.
  
  
  
  
 Mercury, when occluded
  
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 Just the motivation 
  
 I need to shorten the 
 story. What's with the 
  
 winged sandals, dude?
 
  
 One / less color / in the day
  
 The bird
 with the red
 around its
 eye eats
 the red bird's
 eye chillies
 off the
 bush then
  
 flies away,
 doubly
 diminishing
 the amount
 of color
 in the day.
  
  
 Street seen
  
 The lawyers, on
 their way back
 to Court after
 lunch at a 
 nearby pub, are 
 all dressed like
 undertakers. What
 hope then of a 
 not guilty verdict?
   

3 thoughts on “Poetry from Mark Young

  1. Mark Young delivers.

    What lasts — unfortunately not the things we love, and all the things we hate 🙁

    Constants – created by media data thieves. Apollo energy mongers. Fighting for constancy in a world of decay.

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