the state of the world.

a welcoming of everything like sun,
the marriage of convenience and desire,
a cabaret of indolence and peace.

how is it that one finds a separate peace
with all our troubles magnified by sun
that shines into the cracks in our desire?

a shibboleth: the words that mean desire --
a constituted wreck upon the peace
of all we worship underneath the sun --

this sun, that burns away desire and peace

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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