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A Dull Tension’s Thrust

A divagation into emancipated birthrights
an emulsion, sensitive to the many shades of strife
one might
remedial courtesans are lost upon remand
cerebral realties become archived in tow
casting perorated discourse to those unable to protest
sacrificing prominence, for a glimpse of wherewithal

Threadbare gleamed
and radials worn
about like the sordid patterns
we remembered from our untold infancies,
where… the world was but an unpunctuated correspondence—that unassumingly bloomed its pruritus unto all things known—to which the stoically disenfranchised contempt began watering unknown—by endorsing the by-products of intrigue as our utilitarian guides—

Heretical mops spin in the rotisserie of life—where

adaptive measurements coherently demonstrate the perils of precipitous design…which, to the well-intended yet undervalued subluxations of mental acumen, remove many of embellishments corsets we so eagerly and unwittingly display

From the glimmering compassion in a storytellers ruse, to the
annotated dissonance that’s bled tenderly to the rigid spits of time—all things, therein,
based within—
the agitations inherent to certain types of song—
a serenade
built alongside,
cartographies we once, so willfully despised—in so doing
we construct motivating frequencies
the graphite crucibles we clutch, so dearly tight inside…. admonishing many of the disparaging quips deciphered as being poorly drawn or possessing assumptions so easily characterized as having been too prematurely estranged or contrarily contrived


Intrinsic Fires Woefully Set Ablaze


Teething under an open fire—

Like a lobo lost amongst a pathless green—

Dichotomous conflagrations

pillaging the frightened veils of

forestry for all its pent-in wares,

often measured against and for

the occasional incendiary

laden-clad in a ribose blanketing

of the singed solutions

most commonly referred to as

a caustic curve of emblazing



Like the blistered bark foundering beside

The ‘boisterous fiefdom’s Burk-bred lineage—

Where and of, a never-close-to-humble callous grey—

Embellishes the fertile floes of icy strains—

Indicating, with an utter lack of soothing decree,

the purge of passage, for those once sent astray—

exiled to verdurous plains of Coventry—

where the never docile embellishing’s

find their tenets bound and soaked—

in the gritty absolution burdened

with and by, the venal aftershocks that linger amidst the swords that swallow long the flagrancies left haranguing the vast seas of cauldron’s past and near—

Over the encompassed quickening, in-steps that brood exonerating quarks of sparks in-kind—

Wrenched the stilled beating of life’s vultures, sweltering in the casks of curdling time—

from the steps and rungs known so well, past the enmity of a forlorn wizard’s locking tierce—and of each its relegating dormancies—en masse

collectives of burgeoned sin—

painting sweet the tinder skies—parsing quick the calming cameos emoted in the unleavened serenades of far-too charming rhythmic tithing’s intellectually etched tempests of design

Harmless benediction, mud stained sediments settling upon the ever-omitted flecks of ossien—unceremoniously unforgiving tortured tongues denigrated to acerbically induced
parsimony—where enmeshed fractals chart the skein—where one’s softened shields striate deep, the egregious acumen of patella’s scorn


Fractures to slivery shards

Moments before the placating trek around the sagacious honoring of wisdom’s once vivacious tree of ever-lasting phrenic economy

Full circle returns anew.