Rosette

In canteen getaways over howling mutches
Instantiated obsidian panthers of slick sheens
Ilked in rosette like abstractions of iridescent pinks,
Instigated reveries confound refuted mythologies.
Inside ignorances protesting indignances
Of memoirs trickling, neatly held
Obscurities absolve insistent falls,
As they are named:
Unique.


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Green

Flora and fauna waver inside of green bamboo
Liturgies, dwindling by the numbers in stinted
Abnormalities; a deft escapade into a cave womb.

Legions, in weaves, gather at the sun’s dragging eve.
Materialized celestial bodies, decked out in regalia,
Taunt at those taut covered lids, fabricating the inert.

Reactive stimuli, benign, latent, a recompensed spree;
Spuriously preferred folds shaped inside the imperious.

That it Would Never Be

Cotton puffs softly blended in
Salmons, greys, and whites
Sprawl across blue-orange skies.
Heavenly bodies impartial
To incandescent spectral lights
Reflect love’s wishes,
Regardless.

Retracting conjured forms
Beamed in conversing flows
Within whorls of shared spaces
Banished
To would-never-be realities

Tell me,
Does love get easier over time