From the line

From the line

I have come from the line,

To avouch a perplexing sight!

Who asked you to bloom here!

In such a dreggy sump,

With such perfection! 
With fronds so paradisaical,

Shoots so frangible,

You’d gain the hair of a queen,

Grace the feet of a fetish;

But

You choose to flourish

Somewhere in a cesspool,

And blazon the flow!

You will be overwhelmed

In no time, I know you know;

Or

Were you waiting for this moment?

Of breeding,

Of a witness

Who catches the ken…

From an emergent line!

12 July 2014