Autre
Refusing brings on passion. Saying No
Ignites the twilight, higher truths. He chose
To cancel Oui and launched us to the snow
On top of cruel mountains to impose
A fire of thought and coldly sharpened heat
Where others would have settled for cliché
Of warmth and doily comfort. He was sleet
Comingled with a peal of suns, away
From women’s novels. Rimbaud hissed more like
De Sade among the trinkets of the hearth,
More like the guillotine, deployed a pike,
Cocaine injected in lust’s venous swarth.
..The boy brought exponential pain, gross grief.
…..He lacerated like a loving reef.