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 glimmering
beloved 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 a precipice
defending
Army of the dead
Feather
and packthread
Protrusive and quixotic
parasitic and symbiotic
Hair of dog
and sugar of lead.
Deadfall Metaphors
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Good work by who captured Victor like this
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