A Trying Sympathy: A Chase for Control

The stumbles simply crumple the horrified innocence - a poem about prideful displays.

As the train rumbles downward
In virulent awe
And an admirable disposition,
A soul lays
Foaming at the jaws
For a humble, jagged advance -
The vexing car filled
With mechanical wonders
Steps up as demanded
To cleanse the desires
And the impassioned words.

Human bungling sets aside
To focus immediately
On intelligent, physical woes;

And the certainty that martial arts
Mayhem will conclude
With weaponry to the mission’s close
An utter, shameful remorse.

The baked in goodness
Of VJ’s not yet tuned in
Is the heroic dissonance
Just a heartbeat away…

Long ventures into mighty cities
Amuse the camera’s
Glorifying and proper lens…

And the meeting is one
Of auspicious mercy
Which begets an outrage -
A wanton, decorative shade -
For the baseless ranks
Of ambitious denial…