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..on earth as it is in heaven...

stony gods of abandonment
give the sieve a shake
there's shelter in the tenement 
but high stakes upon the plain
fists round like pomegranates
fit beneath the jutting rib
hooks full with undead dying
and gawping mouths unfit to live
--take comfort in the all-in-all
the fishers' boats are sinking
where they can't afford the jib

◄ street fighter

evensong ►


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Landi Cruz

Wed 17th Apr 2024 16:33

Hello, Manish and David )

Observing the interplay of raw ideas with the words chosen to abstract them can be stimulating. Though, it's like a feedback loop which is dynamically almost outside of my control. Depending upon the length at which I wish to explore, I usually end up in a place pretty far from where I began, and it's certainly not guaranteed that what I've expressed is coherent when I
get there.

Thanks for the comments and for all those who made a gesture of appreciation 🌷

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Manish Singh Rajput

Wed 17th Apr 2024 10:03

"hooks full with undead dying
and gawping mouths unfit to live"
An intriguing poem this, Landi.
Thank you.

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David RL Moore

Wed 17th Apr 2024 07:05

Like a market stall of rotting humanity.

For some reason it takes me back to shanty towns on the edge of Lake Victoria.

Another conjouring of images Landi.


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