Stilted Swings on the Shadows of the Night

Stilted swings on the shadows

swoon nightly as do creatures

accords.

I pursue my dreams in

them they self

and swoon in pursuit

of a virtual lust and mistake.

Help be thy name

the name on every wall

and mirror.

Sacred, sacred still stint

and stilted in the night.

In the night, in rage

and hallow echoes of fear.

Fear, the foul word and truth.

A virtue lust and gamble and

find pharaoh’s fault in the

fake Nile.

Pursued in and to

their ends

fought with honor and valor,

lost, won, and all the

evermore.

9/10/14

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