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Steps in Cope
Steps in the Steps
At night –
Little and less
To die:

Deadly revealing
Dream –
Backwardly killing
Glimpse…

Revivifying
Cut
Livingly dying
Blood

Soaking wet
In white –
Slow, just let it
Sprite!..

Let it in Darkness
Flow:
Time in the Harness
Grows,

Turns into Fathom’s
Hope –
Try it from now,
Cope!..
Jumping Might
Jumping Giga –
Clamping Risk:
Loca, Rica,
Vida – bliss.

Striving, slashing,
Drinking Drag –
Dope dash in,
Manly-ac!..

Turning round
Circling thorns,
Whisper loud
Shriek you: “Rose –

Breath of *******
In meeting Chest!”
Healthy pesky –
Nothing lest…

Pass in onward,
Feel in Glimpse:
Waiting Warrant,
Will you cleanse

Pure flying
Putre Fight?
Someone’s dying:
Fate and Might!..
Pull the Space
Pull the string of bow now
When the Heaven’s Giants plow
Ways so arable of Stars
To make Venus meet with Mars.

This Conjuncture’s final Date
Forces Worlds to contemplate:
What Interpretation is
Of translated Meaning squeezed?..

Piercing Squeezed be at a Time
When are broken Rhythm and Rhyme,
When Togetherness is Feat
And the Waters must be lit,

When the Fire to flow waits,
Elevated denigrates
To just Flash on someone’s Brow -
Then there’s space for Crime and Crow!..

Ready’s Weapon of the Air
Be in Age of Disrepair:
On the so wet Planet Dirt
Dominant is Certain Word.

Only Time will ever show
The Perfection of that Bow
And of Arrows stretch and grace –
To expand the measured space.
Subways So High
Subways of Subtleness
Lead up through Thick –
Allows letting all this
Consciousness stick

To distant broadways
Of Unconstraint:
Ruled are here many Games,
Many Laws played…

Suffered in shimmering,
Pleasures are there:
Move sound along the rings,
Wastes are the Spared,

Entering is on the place
Of Leaving flown,
Windows are not showing race,
Doors – not just opened…

Air is through filters pumped –
In- and exhale:
Feelings or thoughts are dumped –
Both are so pale.

Notions of Destined pass
Through Gates with sigh:
Led is that wandering Mass
To Ways so high!..
Must Rest

Laugh to the Finish
Of Mysteries:
Let them diminish, -
Lyingly please! -

Screamingly *****,
Sinkingly gurgle, –
Kingdom is dawning,
Silent is Crawl!..

Slowing down
Stopped in the Run:
You’re like a Clown –
Clown from the Clan.

Of mighty Kinship,
Rule Avalon:
Over the Banshees,
Over the Strong!..

Be One of fortune,
Be One of grasp:
Clowns to torture,
Powder on Masks.

Where – prepare! -
Rumble of Steps:
Growling Fanfare –
Crown must rest!..
Sitting In
Sitting in bent chair,
Joining a venture, –
Stimulus growing,
Courage just showing.

Grasping indulgencies:
What means “injustice”, is
Relevance ignorant –
Callousness indignant!..

Light goes in the dark:
Cryptograms of the ark
Open proudly –
Clear make rapidly.

Rapid stream in the marsh
Often falls through the rush,
“Slowsome –ness” monstrous
Legends paints “color –ous”!..

By of brush rays on vane
Master is not mundane –
Bending chair of crown
To those with daring gown!..
Forms Of Dear
Forms of innocent Life,
Forms of criminal Death:
Cumulating is ripe –
Revelation in depth

Will be given to genes
To release aftermath,
And the newly shape tease
Till the potency lasts…

And the lasting of all
Form and shape will combine:
Life around to crawl
Will be forced to remind

Of Beginning and End,
How each of them meets –
Under right ascendant,
Under birth of the rhythm…

Here is costly mischief –
City, place in the midst,
Where ending forms live,
Starting push off with fist.

Crime is innocent where
Sins and virtues are so near:
And for Chosen spared
Their memory is dear!..
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