Class

The wizened shank of mottle will
Crease with time: will you ask it to
Dust off reason? And if you do, and
If you do, the staff of metrical cant
Can outdo revision, outflank omission in
Unbrave sips. Totems of rank cast a
Punk shadow over time’s repetition and
its lastness: elasticity of status.

The wizened shank of mottle will
Sleep with time: will you ask it to
Enumerate the fogs? And if you do, and
If you do, the gaff of metrical cant
Can invert submission, outrank division in
Unbrave sips. Totems of rank cast a
Lank shade over rhyme’s precision and
its fastness: ferocity of privilege.

The wizened shank of mottle will
Knead with time: will you ask it to
Aggravate the moors? And if you do, and
If you do, the chaff of metrical cant
Can absolve derision, outman elision in
Unbrave sips. Totems of rank cast a
Pink sheen over mime’s decision and
its ghastness: rapacity of class.

2 comments on “Class

  1. I absolutely love the rhyme and overall delivery of this poem!:) great job !

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