Cordial Sensum of Doctored Appeal

so many years ago now
he came from public poverty
he loved the aesthetic
he did not know it, though

as natural as a cloud of heart dust
as practical as a seeing oblisque highway
dull touch to the stranger’s gate
berry mouthpiece in grantify sands
disbelief in controlling governing councils

the wasted cornerstands in cowhide sarcasm
like Saint-Simonism and authoritarianism
spread over dependents’s support of labor
seeing just how well His/Her/Them mentored Ernest Becker
had control over the sailing sight of branch politics,
over praxis and tolerant obsequence; a note on in-moved stand
the music of His/Her/Them’s voice under the perturbed dense movements
he’s now the soil and power on the tine of a graduate of God’s superseding mention