FAUX PAS

Of the man
that takes
the greatest bearing of an age
with reason and faithD
remains subservient to the end
to the greater force of nature;
timid of all his goliath strength

of the sickle
that takes
the sharpest curve
to cull an old feed
remains a rust
at its uncertain glory;
pecking dust to dust

of the familiar
that takes
filial bonding with ease
smiling and touching
remains a goofy grin, a faux pas;
a toothless rooster
with a proven hex