STANCHION

STANCHION

There is a figure of speech on the doorstep

it seems of keeping, i lament

chaos boundary, first disentangle and livery

weakened ascent

there is a lunchbox on my re-wiring

a gasp of hated send

belated mimicry of desultory, termination salivates

and recommence,

this bitter end

this drifted far too deliberate

the looking glass smokes far too away and twists

enter into wither, i take solace in expatriate, a suspect cunt

and glimmer, redisease the eye and the ears to circumnavigate

twister, a lanyard fall come dressed and small takes hindrance

to the bitter, i eight this out and learn torrid bouts of

syncopate, dust and in cinders. talk back at me and

unfurled, she greets caution as the livid, speaks motion like

invalid and denotes spacial crush of incision. this derelict

of mottled ingrate, and fractured tassel emigrating thither, inner

gunshell of delectation, molestation, dream scissor, you correlate

a death foray, a semen sport locked spillage, without fright

to re-invest or syncopation at unrest, or livery mustered inner.

she radiates a flake of traits, a terminal consider,

a procrastinate enviscious state, and heaviness all minnowed.

Segregate this lock of time, braid it divided up elsewhere, dress

delicately and mess intimately so nigh waits upon

this fog. this caress. this spacial convalesce. And surreptitiously,

there is physiognomy, a chancellor type, remember. give it

just and celebrant take no and wear it well, align a gain

with some stain, traipse earlier into ever.

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nicoleeferris