The Flux of Sunsets

Grandiose grandeur in the gleaning of glamorous guests
a query for insulated instructions;
to let build a barrier around essential emotions.
Bagpiping staled bread in the flux of sunsets;
fear does scale the highest mountains,
bringing back siphoned souls, in the interplay of ice
and carefully chiseled features.


A potent portent,
the fortune of a tide
filled with anthrax and anti-antidotes;
ripping boiling seas
from the surface of gravity born Earth.
Dissolving the sky, chilled by the Void,
Art in recklessness divided.
Powerful corruption of leaflet crowns,
all pulling under above.

Now Nucleic Acid's aspirations fence forthright blows with the

rapier's redoubt, in distrust Love's instinct.

Friction in Diction,
Feint Strikes to the heart.
Beat down your haggard hands;
stave off Hunger until you die.


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