the nebulist

… though never-said …

because he was a nebulist
she couldn’t make out all the lines
defining what was art and not
between the friends and concubines

his vague despair, though never-said,
was bright implied through passive voice:
his art, a type of sacristy,
without the priests or nuns, just
altar boys

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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