it was in awe

– it was in awe

What the azure grape manufactured, it was
in awe   what the traipse of

howl despectacled, it was in awe   what
the speech spoked in spite,

it was in awe   it was in awe of the lump
of what mattered   the limp

of a hundred stolen lamps gliding out to
save the sun besmirked black

– a rhyme poem

the lift of each word slushes past hours   sloshes on each dock of intrepid subjunctive
this is the rule of flaw
this is want of wear   this is how usage crawls up to mood   its parlor adjectives
qualifying   the
rain in spain