October Ryan

Oligarchical onlookers

Judge a long-abandoned hooker

Once purebred to breed

But with no seed

For past imperfect days.

As provisional affection

And a vision of rejection

Hold the labrador

From wanting more

Of what? She can not say.

The enigmatic engram

Of the circumstantial feeling

Has long since gone,

The paragon

Of past imperfect days.

Material replacements

Linger endlessly adjacent

To the burning core

Of want