Tuesday, March 14, 2017

Dead Language Poetry

"Vaults of heaven's domed skull halls"
Is not a typical phrase
In twenty-first century
English, spoken or tweeted,
American or British,
Sung or international
Slang, rhetorical or rapped.

So what is it? Poetic?
Nostalgic? Drunk? Pretentious?
Once, one might have claimed heightened,
But now, the jammed syllables
Scan as ham-handed, trying
Too hard to attain terror.
There's no awe left in awesome.

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