Tolled
one-rolled-bone away
from sweet inconsequence
thereby, the flicker
of an exit-sign, the
grand idea of life's
unlearning flirted
hinted
hands around
the throat of fate
were ultimately mine...
and to the
suitably anesthetized,
the rubbing clean
of canvasses,
the pulling down
of blinds,
appeared enthralling...
a cobbler's thumb
of fumbled ruse,
the blueprints
to a master-plan,
a calling card that
meant no other morning
after all...
Bowled
one-rolled-bone away
from all that greatness
an acolyte
invertebrate, upended
in some milky way,
the lateness
of my dragon-chasing
thawed all rude persuasion
reanimating appetites
in dubious remains.
Dec 18, 2020
Dec 18, 2020 at 11:27 PM UTC
Tolled
one-rolled-bone away
from sweet inconsequence
thereby, the flicker
of an exit-sign, the
grand idea of life's
unlearning flirted
hinted
hands around
the throat of fate
were ultimately mine...
and to the
suitably anesthetized,
the rubbing clean
of canvasses,
the pulling down
of blinds,
appeared enthralling...
a cobbler's thumb
of fumbled ruse,
the blueprints
to a master-plan,
a calling card that
meant no other morning
after all...
Bowled
one-rolled-bone away
from all that greatness
an acolyte
invertebrate, upended
in some milky way,
the lateness
of my dragon-chasing
thawed all rude persuasion
reanimating appetites
in dubious remains.
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