Many Uppercuts Required
Sunlight is the lord of all intoxication.
Where it leads, all else must swallow.
Attempt to keep pace with shiftless angels.
That which is incapable will be forgotten.
You are captivated, staring into embolisms
until nothing can be seen or hoarded..
Only when you are preoccupied does height fail.
Contract on what is missing to be fulfilled.
Aerosol dictates to both morning and afternoon.
Exposition is its stimulant.
Where to squeeze is always an isolated opinion
so far removed in its pertinence
that rain mats have little upon which to shine—
nothing except fervor and passion, clamor and agitation.
Storage boxes are a perpetual unknowing.
Constantly you will falter in their shadow
guided toward temptation despite halos of bleating
and then suffer for your inconstancy—
the many uppercuts required
to unlearn all that sight misgives.
Richard King Perkins II is a state-sponsored advocate for residents in long-term care facilities. He lives in Crystal Lake, IL, USA with his wife, Vickie and daughter, Sage. He is a three-time Pushcart, Best of the Net, and Best of the Web nominee whose work has appeared in more than a thousand publications.