liuedis marking horizontal and continuously upright, citified, and assigned conscious

Charlyn Marie Marshall is giving skin to God
and finding trimmed harps to bring into the heavens
no matter how grace is configured, conjectured, or still,
there are douses of criminal passages to saintliness

Let there be no mention of the cornered or pliant
cordial drawers of fog stunting flowers of blame,
low temperature gazing at the plaque ridden streets
aired by forgotten stars of the night of a dozen raining fleets

Marshall keeps secrets through visible marks,
just liues and actions of furnished eye windows,
the perforated demarcation of one’s sight separated
by tossing and the backing of Her wistfulness

[One of aiming, sinking aural signature, duskish,
subdued trying, that need not bend the observant
decorations of consciousness, trailing automotive
ignited flecks where there were no faces brewed,
no right-way passing that tethered here or there
but the ballycater scrimmage of rhythmic ascendance]