Figurine of speech – II

the river does  
not settle, nor does 
it dribble enough color at night to 
 
want to forget what it  
was that spoke the syllable of lost nows (or lost 
agains); 
the river
 
does not settle, nor does it 
 
make it any easier for  
the  
bard
    to forego  
the loss of spilled ink;  
 
maggots eat leftover 
 
 
 
 
adverbs for a late-ish supper, and there is a  
clip-clop of yonder  
lads clamoring to get ahead, 
 
but where  
exactly?

Figurine of speech – I

The parsing of lush adverbial oppositions
in the context of a red aftermath of post

-yesterdays and pre-tomorrows: that is the
conjunctive relief, the prepositional trophy,

the limiting of an untapped vowel slipping
off the coast of half-blitzed sploshes

of remembrances and recalcitrances, sobered
up aftermaths of a washed out couthness.