"hafted" poems
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.Sir murmurs feverish death
spells,
Bewitched hysteria enchanted elven
ears,
Violin strings of stuttering velvet
echo,
vacuity beguile cracked
telescopes,
Sir’s feigned ruby lips
lament.
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.Draperies comb the purple
hare,
Riveted coats sneeze in the
pallor,
Stabilizing the drunken
absences,
Late violets exhale in
tedium.
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.Sir views tree sagging in dirt
coffins,
In fabricated
tranquility,
With pleasant booming
hums.
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.Sirs deteriorating dense
chasms,
Encounter convenient
disorientation.
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.Spotted desolate greenery a hafted ax of
demise.
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Sep 18, 2018
Sep 18, 2018 at 1:28 PM UTC