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Pray tell, Janus,
how, does, it, feel?
Does, your steel’s,
duplicitous, reflection, reappear?
When, the, officed, place,
your, only-thought, used to, lay,
it’s, bulbous head,
blossoms, into,
a, tangible idea?
Does, the bedrock’s, stele,
make, flowering mettle,
of, the insecure hay?
And, from, the ore,
did, a, garden-variety,
blacksmith, bow, kneel, and, forge,
a sword, for, you, to, falsely, slay,
the poltergeist’s, of, those, evil,
sons, and, daughters, seeded by,
that, shiny, yet, mistrusted,
Monarchy of Fear?

So, pray tell, Janus,
how, does, it, feel?
Does, your steel’s,
duplicitous, reflection, disappear?
When, your mettle, is, made molten?
Does, it, maim, to see,
your, valued core, first, loosen,
then, wobble, as, you, backtrack, sore,
and, falter, on hearing, the, magma mists,
of, you, hiss, and, squeal?
Is, cerulean, gold, scarlet, and, purple,
all, that, you, listen to, here?
Does, the, imperious, court,
within, your mind, reveal, only,
Knaves-Jesters-Jacks-and-Jokers?
And, does, the, gilded line,
(you speak of naught),
that, you, and, your; Kings, and, Queens, crossed, of yester,
split; all, of, your faces, in, two,
with; royal-blue, hot, i-ron, pokers?

The answers, as always, were; curved, and,
swerved. In, a, spineless, motion, with, gall, but, without, feeling, or, nerve. Pride,
watched on, unaware, of, the fall, that, lay, beyond, the cliff, where, evil, is, served.

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What-if-that-dream-we-
had-where-we-are-all-
fall-
ing-
is-
sim-
ply-
the-
coll-
ect-
ive-
sub-
con-
sci-
ous-
of-
our-
ho-
me-
pla-
net-
call-
ing?
The
lad-
der-
to-
cli-
mb-
bac-
k-up-
see-
ms-
to-
go-
on-
for-
ever-
and-
the-
clo-
ck-
at-
the-top-keeps-on-
striking-ten-past-never.

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The
evil, vi-
triolic, m-
arrowed, m-
emories, that,
travel, through,
hollow-boned, w-
ords, come-forth;
a, cerulean, reverie,
from, the, decaying,
skeleton, of, a, whale’s,
mouth, and, sweep, the,
landscape, like, a, desola-
ting, tsunami-wave, of, cada-
verous, cartilaged, evocations,
destroying; lives, loves, relation-
ships, and, long, lost, treasuries.
                                 Drowned.
                     Never,
                to,
           be,
found.

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I, reluctanly, recall…
Walking,
without, a purpose. To,
a, sacked, disowned, &,
treeless, destination.
Without, labour, a name,
or, spread, tangible
roots.
Balking,
at, the, persistent, promenade,
of, time. In, all, it’s; direct-
ions. It’s; eons, &, the, resistant,
nature, of, my; permanently,
belligerent,
boots.
Constant. Hair, stood, shakily,
talking,
incoherently. Finely, dressed,
yet, unemployable, and, meandering,
while, wearily, wearing, it’s;
hirsute.

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A, Norwe-
         gian, fjord,
             overlooking, loftily.
                        Like, sixteen-
                        aged, potential,
                   love. Like, several,
                         protege’s; full,
                           and, predicted,
                                            futures.
                           The, raven’s, eye,
                   intersects, the snow,
                       as, though, a, beauty-
spot, on, translucent, skins; a-black
-serpentine-rock-set-in-silver-sutures.
           I, counted, to, nine, as, the
magic, faded……… Mountainous,
                    terrain, murmured, with,
                           feathered, subtlety.
“To be, a fjord, is, to, truly, view,
   the world, &, know, cascading, change,
                      over, those, that, are, newer.”

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…dust. Ethereal disgust;
the, revolver, Earthly,
expires, coo d’etats. Droning,
are; discharges, of, mistrust.

Early, empires, of, devilment. Driven-on;
gritty, caustic, roads,
of, gristled, carbon, and, skin.
Exuviated, by, serpentine; clouds, gusts.

Makes, death; evolve.
Caught, in, each, tyre-tread,
is, every, copied, dynasty;
crushed, done, then… Chaos.
Eventually, everything,
self-destructs.

From, erstwhile, meagre,
nihilism, upended. Cometh,
mere, scintillating, diamonds. Of,
their; cognition, desires, meat. Dust…

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A picket-line/
crossed-can/
leave-a-little/
man-lost/
despite-being/
just-a-boy/
when-the-strikes/
took-place./
Boundaries/
embossed/
leave/
dumbstruck/
picketed-rods/
strewn-across/
backs-of-polloi./
Uncled-pike./
Coked-hate./
The-coaly/
burrows/
are-filled/
and-gone/
from-sight/
but-the-feuds/
still-carve/
deep-shafts/
in-hearts/
and-min
ds/es./
Generations/
are-instilled/
with-wounds/
black-bright./
Scabby-crude./
That-dig/
and-craft-into/

an, asphyxiated, dead, canary,
at, the, very, bottom.

Of-a-pigeonholed/
unmoving-min
e/d./

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Once, upon,
a crime,
unconscionable,
grime,
started to,
eat away,
at me;
mouldy.
But, I said,
“I am fine. At least none of the time.”
as, the snows,
set, in gray,
mixed, with,
green,
coldly.

Twice, upon, a shrine, I battled, a couple,
of, faces,
seperated,
by, a, single, line.
They, went, by, the name, of, Janus.
Cries, and, prattles,
of, zodiac signs,
and, serrated intent,
cut, through,
lives, of, nine,
and, cats, had,
twelve kittens,
in, their places.

Thrice, upon,
a shine,
a magic number,
frequented,
and, a trio, of, doored futures, occurred.
There, was, one,
boring, benign,
and, one,
unrelented,
and, a final one,
so, silly,
that, it, was,
absurd.
I, asked for,
none of them,
instead, for, the windows, above, them.
So, I, cleaned,
polished, and,
brushed, them.
Then, as, I,
declined,
the Moon,
presented,
a fourth option,
deferred.
It, was, a future,
of, mine,
as, free, and,
uncemented,
as, the, upward, cascading, ghost, of, a bird.

And, finally,
hencefourth, upon, that, which, is, divine,
I, now, fly,
over, and,
across, universal divides, filled, with, sky,
knowing,
that, in,
every,
teardrop,
that,
I cry,
lives, great, galaxies, of, wondrous, light,
and, that,
my sadness, creates, the forces, of, life.

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I, awoke, steeped,
in, a, damp, open-grave,
as, unimport, and, hungover,
as, an, imperial-slave.
The, ship’s, surrendering,
mast, wrapped, around,
a, wreckaged,
unpieced, mishap.
The, dispirited, bow, of,
a, capsized, night’s,
deeds, unforgiving,
and, the, bottled,
land, of, the, imperiled, living,
I, spuriously, sent, as, far,
as, I, could, away.
I, knelt, in, paradigm-shifting,
waves, and, I, prayed,
on, an, upset, desolate, sea,
for, safe-passage,
to, some, better,
person’s, day.

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