Lost in The Decorative Arts Pavilion

an inch of love removed
is spread too thin,
we fleshed it out

forever ago
ars vitae style
at the beginning of the flood flow

and the end of the ebb
where the lull
cannot hold

precursor
to our philosophy
of becoming fully fledged

we had a gas
with the divine flame’s
tinder-dry conflagration

an economy of harmonics
in the eager vases
all I could ask for

*Posted January 20, 2025