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tumbles through
tenebrous caves;
slow erosion
lost in clacking
echoes -
ephemeral
puffs of dust.
The knife struggles
to slice cheese,

  the blade hampered by
a resistant truckle.

  Existential friction makes
an unmade sandwich.
Ludwig’s largesse,
to the Corsican Fiend
reached a coda of lament.
The old man's breath
tears russet leaves
from ragged books.
Violas sway
and hum
in the face
of brumal winds.
Dripping fire,
the oak's toes
are nibbled
by rimy teeth.
Dead comrades –
desiccated fruit,
plucked from iron vines.

Sensitive minds
at rest; while
psyche's quake.
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