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.
Infinite and Less
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4 responses to “Infinite and Less”
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Nice!
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I liked that everything is easy to understand without losing depth.
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Thanks for sharing this one.
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magnificent,

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