by Tim Chiu
The spirit of choosing is a merciful desire - a poem.
|Atop the fearful pails and seething gasps
Lies a paramour of awestruck beaming.
Razor-thin and radical,
Amidst the triumphant wheel
Of earthbound hopes and dreams,
Aligned in penultimate harmony
And advantageous reflections...
Infinity’s classification yielded
By unsubstantiated offers.
But love, like most everything,
Forgives a choice made in horror -
A signatory blemish
And traitorous vehicle;
Whose sewing involves a quilt.
For which blessings are taught
Irrespective of desire.
By an Almighty’s kingly,