Deadfall Metaphors ✅

Furtif slippery lures
wanton phallic 
fervors' overtures

Bleeds 
into the goatish night
punchy and bright

Feeds 
on fire and dread
at every whispering cross 

Hovers
near a haywire 
freedom's beloved 
glimmering albatross 

Vertigo or bliss 
dire and desire
a subversive reloading 
cross multiplier

My cryptoforest soul
magnetic batardeaux fluviaux

Up against the sky 
dances in its eye
rages at the spy

Tracers sent
in air
to chancers in the dark 

Reaching for the precipice  
in kindly 
bent to free

grandeurs deadly packthread
of institutional
treachery.

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