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Dead comrades –
desiccated fruit,
plucked from iron vines.

Sensitive minds
at rest; while
psyche's quake.
Vanilla fudge
drips into
treacle toffee,
then the honey
furnace glows
in my psyche,
leaving a brain
of ashen coal.
The placid blue lake
runs deep with riddles
I could never fathom.
At the Black Mountain's peak,
the rapture of sundance ripples
across the Golden Valley's leaves.
The actor Anthony Perkins
ate jar after jar of gherkins.
Green with rage he knifed Janet Leigh
what a murderous pickle to see!
Auburn leaves
skitter an autumnal dance.

Season’s breath;
nature’s invisible broom.

Sweeping; conducting
life and death's romance.

The final grinding
winter? Mankind’s doom.
you are the
core within tallow

a braided cotton
beauty destined to burn brightly
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