Sunday, August 27, 2017









  1. In-Sense 


  2. I list, hammer in hand pummeled
  3. by the winds blown on the shores 
  4. of convergence, the stench of rancid 
  5. wretched refuse rotting burns my eyes - 
  6. gusts gale across rivers, hatred unburied 
  7. sends swollen bodies gangrened and 
  8. grinning tumbling from this desperate 
  9. dump of demonism - and I hesitate for
  10. but a nanosecond - until I stand -straight
  11. and swing - hard - the crack of my own
  12. forehead satisfying as optical nerve 
  13. hemorrhages and finally, finally -    
  14. once more all turns rosy again - 
  15. as I stand on the sun fingered 
  16. shore and protect in the only 
  17. way I see possible - my vision 
  18. as into the epic frame of future 
  19.  bloodied hammer in hand fall -
  20. before it is too late to 
  21. choose 


  22.    





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