The Poetry of Mark Daniel Milbocker 
Languishing between Imagined Geometries

Words build not
home but hurdle
Lessons taught
once too tall
topple crumble low
slow to see
to dawn and break
new triangulations
unstrangulations
freed to farm
a higher plateau
or metaphorous mesa
once sacred now
strip-mined and
encrusted with dogma
til the Gawds
lay slain and
gravity betrayed
births us into
asteroid fields:

And we weightless drift astrated and unenthralled, lost lords of the eunuchs and simpletons
Til we fall in a fireball of existential geist, scorched between entanglements, chafed by the gall of heaven
Then we witness the weak force of our creations and testify that:
on the last day, we saw all we should.
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