詩; poetry

a mess of it

a poem on descriptive elaboration...

oh dear,
the light of god,

the name named, not the name.
enduring, how it made a mess of it,
cobwebs of descriptive elaboration
clutter conceptual walls.

the path pathed, not the path.
not even great path-worn-before
can clean another’s house.
we have been busy

cleaning our
own.