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the
last sin |
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pale ashen sky
a bleary eye
clouds of recurring screams... |
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i
am a zoo |
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an octopus leviathan
tentacles into an ocean
of unformed emotions... |
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syphilis
and love |
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syphilitic pall
stifles the clear blue
i contort... |
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shell
and pearl |
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amidst highs and lows
in life's ocean flows
a shell peony-mouthed... |
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i
am an unmarried mother
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fed on stings
of barbed milk morality
my child-plankton... |
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the
lovers |
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cell upon cell
bridge of their union
hung on the pillars... |
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rebirth |
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ogre of age
and time cavil
at a warm picture... |
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the
young today |
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innocence thaws
at the altar
of ambition... |
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rebirth
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ogre of age
and time cavil
at a warm picture
he had sketched
for his and his own
overpowering
his brush
his paint
and his fire mural
of sun into oblivion
a barren landscape
2
he opened his parched eyes
to straws of hope
in mid-air
gasping he stretches
and withdraws
into his self
3
what shall he do now
alone and shorn of
illusion
he treads out
in cold wintry night
looks at the palette
in dim sepulchral light
and begins to repaint
with fervour
and fresh sepia colours
glory to love
and faith
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