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A feral taste for blood
And recombinant, predatory eyes
Vascular muscles heave
Traipse, traipse, traipsing across leaves
And limbs and loins
Victory,
The flesh of the favored
Savored, sanguine
Fallen from empyrean heights:
You made your way to sink your teeth in
Not to whet your appetite.

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Achilles strikes firmly
A suicidal drop in ego
Impaling precious footwear
Pleasure sensors lost in
Ennui of mid thirties
What to do after the war
Dishonored and disoriented
He puts on a Trojan
And swears he's a hero.

demeter calls me with her regrets
we are not animals she says
you of high hope, though well-esteemed
too fixated on your moral being

there is no aphrodisiac in spring
no renewal she has yet bring
no false hope, no greener side
no cup to fill or thorn to hide

demeter calls me and tells me why
i tether pieces to my whole
evade miasma all alone
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under the afternoon
an endoscopic search for
where your heart lies
in a text message
falsehoods hid in a stark Mondrian frame
geometrics drown nothing  
to be found in that symmetry
what could hide behind stained glass?
it's all binary code there is
no beat to be seen or freed from.

there's some weirdo rhyme scheme underneath here, but i thought i would share anyway. this came to me while descending into minneapolis last week.

I’m flying over the land where the bridge was to be
And the bodies lie flat in the waters
The hallowed is hollow
The screams are now shallow
Against serenades of sirens we must attend
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