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P a l l i u m .. C o m a
sunder the shores
of thunder
taste the fleshy grasp
of shoulders weakness
curve the dark surreal
dream on knifepoint
dead its hour taking
its shape desired
by reckoning
and dread
there are brilliant
spheres of wonder
birthing in helium
heights
in dash wonder
flecked in sights
drowned in sordid
mellow
the petal drenched
l'image only leads
becoming and
sounding in the need
...
Last few words:
To my muse "P" whom has wrought me
such pleasure and dark ambrosial
dressage of umber passion
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Comments
Esker
Wed, 2012-04-25 14:28
and then........
C a r n a i s i a l t e e t h tend ghosts of ruin reserve........