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Rocket Theme Minuets


A muse 
loves and misses
strange these defenseless kisses.
Drowning
drowns itself
in purity of mischief.

Dormants sabotage,
ploy and play, loath
to love again.
Oh to love again.

Fetches etch out
fathoming a dance
lingering with delay.
Atrociously free ?
Sends me on my way.

Its chance a dance
of blistering pilgrammage,
madness blazons
like a rocket in my pocket,
troopers call rent.

Riddles sympathetic
and impossibly cruel.
Shifty with menaces
and shimmering tentatives.
Hunger at sea.

Waves are thwart
and cirucmvolant
roundelay
roundelay
in a mysteriosophic key.



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