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woodsmoke or chains so fixed on debating. a grimy soul as it might surrender
while life is a miracle. blood blue bells as accused in conscience so much
terrible remorse. to die in essence to rejuvenate in essence to again surrender
to graves. such organizers such caseworkers such psychiatrists—to carry Moses
to lavish in Christ, such forgiveness for existence. an organic apricot or some
damning fruit, while we assume it’s an apple. but Love was scissors cutting red
tape as if running through cotton. upon a saxophone by sweet nectar the smile
hides its grief. such mágoa such deep cuts, where a face is so beautiful: a
breadnut glow, such radiant butternut, so brilliant in modesty. a bed vision
such piano blessings while holding God’s viola. by cello to adore one, by pain
to unforgive one, or by aesthetics to try one more ‘gain!
so many spliced as genetics are
tyrants where no one shall envision.
upon dragon berry or wyvern souls
such haven in disliking agitation. as it’s life, sheer gravity, two strong
wills. where power is fury, or pain is firewood, such filth in hiding others. sipping
black water, on a black night, at a black lagoon. so black so pure while many
are shifting disparages. a birdsong near a birdcage aside a nozzle in a
backyard; or an ear those days nailed to a doorsill. to imagine such glamour or
to gauge such glitter, so wild such winter so driven. a symphonic opus or a
manic masterpiece while moving too fast for salvation.
our Aesop Fables our foxes
our grapes our lions our bulls or some miser in our land. couldn’t see her, but
tried tugging jute, to jut out a pathetic grin. so much it can’t exist, so
silky, small, or perfect for infatuation; a palm of juleps an opaque dawn if to
know then this wisdom now: by topaz naming or Peru for romance if but such it
can’t be explained; not a feeling as dying a womb too much too placeless. sure
photogenic such deep movement as skies upon an acidic storm. to pawn his heart,
to un-resurrect his guts, such trenchant paradise.
