28 Words
I gaze upon the constellation
Filling up with consternation
Senses threaten cancellation
Living or an approximation
Seeking an inner transformation
Mixing in an appellation
Soul-felt deepening aspiration
Climbing from asphyxiation
Lost in loose transliteration
Half again the bifurcation
Ashes attest the incineration
Stretching an explanation
Spilling in evisceration
Fearing to be an abomination
Asking for a sanctification
Feeling total purification
Can I hear a revelation
Will you join the exaltation
Revel in invigoration
Spiritual inebriation
Enlightening intoxication
Transcending our classification
Shred the lines of demarcation
Spending each denomination
Gambling annihilation
Finally knowing emancipation
Accepting all propitiation
Hoping in anticipation
toddthomas.net 
April 30, 2008 at 10:17 pm
Hey. I can see this as a beat poetry piece.
very nice!
May 28, 2008 at 8:02 am
You said bifurcation. I totally know who one of your professors was…