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Volcano
open wounds
be it once a year
or once an eon
so long as my veins
swell and burst and overflow
so too will th’ Earth
taste th’ air
so too will other life
be bless’d with breath
Kyodo
Home
no drawbridge
no moat
no lofty ramparts
no defensive army
simple…
but it’s My Castle
Love Seat
Tempest
spells of infernal debate
as half-bred sheep bleating
temper’d scorch
joust furiously for Celestial Harem
all unsted suitors rout’d
into rabid stampede
hear th’ unholy choir from the Post?
souls of afterdeath scourg’d
unmercifully
their waxes perspiring to infinite
swarms of disharmony
even towards the self?
Runway
loujen haxm'Yor 