renegade sadness

premonitions and daylight
the midwinter improvisation
forging diamonds
with the jack-asses ear
behold the noble prince
behold the blind nostalgia
there is venom in his memories
that flow like poison
in his veins like antifreeze
love in a time of warfare
peace among the carnage
bliss among the minions
red white flowers line the coffin
thsoe who live beautifully
those who can be transformed
those who ingeniously are possessed
by genius, in the works
it remains dumbfounding
the highwire and loves eternal law
unbeknownst to others,
the wilderness vagrant
was sitting on a pile of gold
in his ramshackled cabin
on the frozen slough
this with his floss stitched jeans
an artist in a world
that only gives esteem to thieves