Cumbersome arrangement of ships

gainsaying recursive timed activity –
for God’s green pastureland

cleaned on sorrow, shelter for reason,
customs for reliant matrimony

peace on the doctor’s ailing wealth,
like a door that never shuts
or fractured front and back, rhyming,
on imbued doctrine of wasted lock papers
cistern documentation for sharpened malignancy
docking at the pattern of the neighbor’s tinged anger

there in the doctor’s clothed hands we never forgot
how we were left at his or her mercy
like a country to a tyrant’s weapons
misinformation rattles the saturated watch

this musical piece, a cumbersome arrangement
it instills the battle to hear the subconscious signature