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Death May Be The King Of Terrors
Death May Be The King Of Terrors
Each brush stroke of a word painter
Smeared bloody crimson red
Seen through eyes that recognise
The things that can’t be touched
Behind accumulated layers of gore
Where shadows are the surface
What is felt is hidden behind
What is seen
So your mind fills in the gaps
gives corporeality to the phantom
even as the scalpel ni...
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Eater Of Worlds
Eater Of Worlds
Zanni
Sits in front of a mirror
Smears his face with paint
His sad eyes
Come alive
With rings of black
And the white muzzle
Cracks when he smiles
Auguste
Paints a teardrop on his cheek
And swigs
From a bottle
Of broken dreams
The hot liquid
Burns his cackling throat
And warms his cold, cold heart
Harlequinade
Tran...
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