Disintegration locks

pulling together in reticence,

laid out and forlorn,

restful in its slumber,

narrowing, prophetic cadence,

cutting air in the back of its throat,

the question of love elicits the echo

of coarse, eccentric cacophony,

a symphony of dissonance,

a symmetry of swans

breaking against

the fluttering horizon.

The cold cutting into the horizon,

the ocean waves frozen in the ebb,

effervescent,

ever felt in

inside the masculine womb.

A turning page,

a pointed play,

a rage to escape inside.

To what pleasure do I owe the nature

of this acquaintance?

Ever spoken and unknown,

in tribal speak

and among friends

the sentiments

are clear.

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“Exercise in Effervescence” was written by Michael Aaron Casares. All rights reserved.