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– , Netherlandish Execution / Nikódimos
The gulch of the gods who had once painted time Now settle in dust to abstain from the climb The glory of man left in pious refrain Sincerity won in the god he had slain The robin sewn sackcloth turned grey from his youth ‘Neath the bark of his zeal lays the onus to truth…
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álas Blood, –
Humanity purged by a lack of belief Through gnashing red wine and the grinding of teeth Drunkards assailed by the conflict of wheat Their mothers who kissed salt blood from his feet Comparing the oil on the fringe of her shawl A proportionate sin for the sons of the fall The march of god-men past…
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Vitals
Life was on the edge of its seat waiting for a broken convention. To be capsized again in an eternal depth of floating freedoms. Sinking further into the abyss of my vitals. Mary strung sequins of a life not yet lived. I will go sailing. Gone are the notebooks of seasons won and here I…
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The Møring Queen
The last prophet etched lines in the sand. Her mellifera axiom. All about her is quiet in the garden where she lay. At the sound of her mournful strung beating heart the Prince of Normandy hazards a doubt. The frailty he long wished to know exposed before him in the flight of a righteous rain; a…
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The Lyric of a Shared Winter
The weary traveler wrote for a grey knitted coat that she wore one day She made her home in the snow and for the winter she wrote for the warmth of May The romantics of life yet burdened by strife, that which made her shy In an old red cafe she left the thoughts of…
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