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Poem of the Day – Spine

SPINE

 

Level times buckling line

Space white high flying

Err in the face of fatal recall

 

Blur the lines

 

Slight the frozen rivulets

A meagre upmarket display of jagged shards

Escaping the pains,

 

Taking efforts to tease at party filled glasses

Dismissing the morose

Shambling troubles

 

Whispering, shunting decisions

In vast chasms; enslaved and encompassed

 

Wild white wings slash through cotton

To shrivel the skin in revulsion

Compulsion to dream

 

Eat

In complete

Denial of repetition

Disguised, malevolent and frozen

Particularly in colour

 

Slim in troubled light

Resting

Breathing

Basking in lemon

 

Placid now as schemes unravel

Stir the redeeming function

Dying compulsion to flatter

Live in tatters and tourniquet

 

Filled in feathers

Cute as a side winding snake

Forget fresh

Place a deal

On the table

 

yright PTL March 20th 2016

 

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