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Inextricable Mutation

 

Indentured voices formed

at the brink of dawn

intimidates the offering

of escape

 

A vigilant fluctuation of pre-cognition—adopted

by an ever-willing victim—trusting

in whatever alterations

are procured, while resting

in ambivalence

 

embryonic states, contoured,

not from celestial dream, instead

it is the writhing palms

of humanity

that issue such decrees

 

 

Tis’ a soiree for the dead

A psalm for the living

 

Lethargic kisses from a dancer with a broken paw

 

A clerical error made in favor for

 

Satiation’s imbalance

reprocessed, collated and destroyed as such

 

Fawning beneath the sweltering midday moon

wholesome thoughts, forgive naught those dreadful acts

refugee, in a world of eschewing mobility

canticles, vespers and storied lines…. teasing the temptation inside…. to deny, belie, defy

it’s as all things can be

humanity, extorted over betraying principalities

mortality, remanded to believe

that time

will solve

your most tender

of maladies

 

Brook…running north

Valley cinching tight

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About hobgoblin2011

I'm a poet and aspiring screenwriter/songwriter with a passion for film, art, photography, philosophy and heavy metal. I love reading, mainly non-fiction, comic books, graphic novels, myth and reference. Family always comes first for me. I'm a proud father to two wonderful pups and two curious cats. I'm also a glutton for punishment aka the life of being a diehard Buffalo Bills and Sabres fan.

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