Provocâ†ion & Çontën†¡on


A perseverance unmatched, unrivaled
And an emptiness
Unheard of, unparalleled
Imagined only in a world that he doesn’t know
Faceless because there is no word for superficiality
And weak because there is no concept for strength
Within a land not bound by gravity
But terrestrial walking is possible
Where there are no nice things
Because there are no terrible things to compare them to
A world
____ (land)
________ [false reality]
____________ imagined
________________ (contrived)
____________________ [hopeless}
________________________ {futile}
____________________________ |ill-conceived|
_______________________________ outside of thought
Provocation
Taken out on the messed up
Disgusted, vomit-able and bleached
Lines like tattoos drawn across his face
Age, his only enemy, emerging from every corner
With only so much time left
And his life’s work soon gone
Soon lost
And he hasn’t found its path
Can’t predict its trail
Will die in its wake
Unless

Unless there is life
Unless there
Unless her
Unless it
Unless revelations
Create
Within a four-walled cell
Desire

No comparison
No match
Just contention at lock down
And deft ambiguity