Four Leaf Clover

perfection. every

line in five and there!

four of the letter.

See? lucky old tree.

feel a day in breeze.

nice, agree. you, me

believe, perfection.

And then it Broke

inConsistent rhyme

awry. letters Defy

syllables expand and Fly

luck Goodbye, but imperfection

meets fortune

perfect

fluke

Eye Am Be

have you heard the tale of I.M.B?

really, no amount or ounce of clever-ee within the life you see
can rectify, electrify, the life that smiles with eyes on me

quite cleverly will execute the poison that's a con
assume as soon as moons can dim comparative

the pail repetitive, a sedative. words arise; you fell for it
joke a scope expansive, ever massive, claws for rabid it's

here to find the rabbit, whole in love, partly ravaged with
time... hanging.

recalibrate. enunciate the words and elevate.
infatuate. phrases roll, but don't accelerate.

i hate to say...

that's how he survived.

but here's the truth, he feigned aloof, and then he left us proof, the goof
arrogant he was, but he was arrogant because

the gift of life had made him smirk and smile and death would never come to meet
the man who cried for life, the man they knew as I.M.B.

See you cannot meet yourself; the soldiers would have come to see
had they listened carefully, when their captive asked them "please..."

"Please... let me keep my breath, or I am be... come death."

But in this grim allegory, all they heard was I.M.B.