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chant at the crossroads of fever & terrain

Posted to Action Poetry




this place is the metal place
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here, the ocean in mythmaking
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open to the common law
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perched upon the undertow
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trails leading to one fragment
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yours inside a dust of dawn
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othello in a primal scream
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Lockhorn yodel, clear & true
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faces in a private moment
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breath that fogs a windowpane
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yellow sequins twitter lightly
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mistaken for the granite omen
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twists & talents in regalia
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perfect union opting ether
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reckless lover climbing over
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for a ransom ode contested
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virtue pits the rolling demon
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angels manifest in numbers
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facts of fever at the crossroads
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ride the tundra of the motions
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vast terrain impersonation
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vessels capture the refocus
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nectar vixen turned impression
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you reversed in comtemplation
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we emerge from lifetron axis
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om the meaning, om receiving


-- markk