June 7, 2018


From The Novelist Portent by Johnny E. Mahaffey (author's profile)


Johnny E. Mahaffey
May 31, 2018

The Novelist Portent


The jaded remains of life lived--
humans in bondage of unnatural morals.
Today the Novelist with cognitive realities
guided by pen--QWERTY--or a touch.
With you, a reader, staring at the words
squeezed out from between the bars.
Barriers to bind the dishevelled
in lines of one by fifteen, at times
twenty, sidling through kitchen doors
into the Roof of the Cancered EVERYTHIGN.
No. It's not any form of cosplay:
those blue-striped tans are all the Novelist has.
It was an Unaccomplishment, not so much
a fail; more a misplacement of love.
The chapters align to form a whisper,
a mind to try to recall a world of Unknown.
A resting place of Unworld. Nonworld.
A world denied by the bars
that was once a name of home for time,
guided by pen--no QWERTY--never touched.
In lines of one by thousands, tens of thousands,
strangled in fours behind forgotten promises.
Where do all the ashes go? Families ask each
faded newsprint.


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