Byrons lemming stops at brink to have a think

Second draft – Still working on
Byrons lemming
twitches from sea
to shining sea
where love & death
crosses in and out
of holy mores
extracted by
an acute desire
for perpetual industry –
Yet familiarities
play terse
and estranged ?
where relinquishes
Beauty –
to sheens of love,
that borders
on a wild
& frantic fatalism –
As safety
assumes so far
ajar that wonders wedge –
and Graces rainbow
of The Wound,
run tar & tide
on sticky tread.
And burns on back,
from slink in seat
repairs for alerts
with latent heat.

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