Tarnation Fellowship
Beyond damnation’s pulse
Writhes the premise of
Sentient squalor
Draped in individualistic guise
Prohibition of the spindle
Slipping fast before the twister
Kinesis in an empty glass
The fellowship has your back
Beyond dogged ears of mischief
Trouble bonds then tempts us
Determined to please
Our morals slightly loosen their ease
All in the name of brotherhood
Draped in unifications guise
Prohibit the drivel
Masquerade the swollen parade
From lips dishonesty
Conceives the other page
When bonds of fellowship are bled
Boundaries die
When cohesion seals the dream
Unity joins the flesh
Appendages we become
Limbs hardened by tempest gloves
And in so joining
No retreat, no goodbyes
If you wander or question your sight
Tarnation will always take you back
man you are slippery with words...after the first stanza i was unsure where you were going but i understand the concept of brotherhood and how group mind can def overcome individual ideology and morals...been there...saw it happen most vividly with a group of friends in college
ReplyDeleteBrian, to be quite honest I didn't really know where I was going with this poem either. Had this title that popped in my head, liked the way it sounds and incongruity that could be played off of it, and about a line or two into the poem the idea kicked in, recalling situations like this, also while I was in college. Always look forward to your feedback, thanks, appreciate the support:)
ReplyDeleteYeah I can also recall situations like this in college too, guess everyone can. Really like how you just kept adding to it, from unity, appendages, limbs, all becoming one.
ReplyDeleteThanks Pat. Glad you enjoyed the piece, the deconstruction/construction aspect is a major component to the overall theme. Glad you appreciated it. Thanks for stopping by:)
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