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Orakhal Aug 2020
the first thought
to begin creating creation

still thinks
and bes thinkable

as bes all thought born of it
Orakhal Jul 2020
Raise word
Raise vibration

Raise voice
Raise temperature
Orakhal Jun 2020
mans truth
can rule the lies of many

a spoke
be spun
to a wheel in turn


earth asunder
Orakhal Jun 2020
A fell sweeps claim oer an oceans crawl
Its swell held steady on her masters wheel
On tip of tail
Rip pelts its gain
To faces of white oak
Fleshing its lash to stern a skreel

Akin spill brine oer crested seal
Flayed to a heap on star of board
Meets mercy to a shantys wail
Scored deep inside her blackened hold

Buckles bound to chain and silk
Be heckle fetched to flattery
A brat un bridled to its helm
On wish be forged her majesty
Orakhal Jun 2020
I to let
on all be guesting
this house of requiem ascension

U surp this incantation
Stung into a dislocation

Heads on crick end
Neck a keel
Gulp upon a dry repeal

Blood a rune in gurt be fester
Scented to its hazel pine
Zip a crux to ravens jester
Lusting on the grip of vine
Rune - magic charm
Gurt - gutter
Keel - faint
Usurp - seize upon
Hazel pine - Sweet gum
Crux -  Southern Cross constellation
Orakhal Jun 2020
I would
have chosen death

had I known
how good a life could be

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