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Infinite and Less


Perfusions 
of delusions

of beauty, staggering
unbowed

sways like a bed
of hyperarchaic flowers

sly, wild and torn
churlish,
airborne.

Plies
for franchise

in winged streaks
twisting through peaks

trafficking
in visions
of the undefinable.

Refugee
from a crock up
notoriously inclinable.

Sod and bottoms
lutariously mineable

drilling holes
at every bend
at every breach

drawing fire
and burning it off.

Thud and blunder
trod, track and trough.





Comments

4 responses to “Infinite and Less”


  1. Gail Garigliano

    Nice!

  2. I liked that everything is easy to understand without losing depth.

  3. drewflorida

    Thanks for sharing this one.

  4. max a million

    magnificent,

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