SilverfishA Poem by CorsetLast night I planted a vineyard moonlight in twisted xyst you were there, cracked in Birch beacon in slivered mist portico, a twilight strung promenade. As I drew closer to where you sat; a plume and a hat sat by the sea and kept company a pen and some parchment, jousting the great beast. Ancient again in the feast of Greece white hair flowing with the magic of a south wind mind, as the moon shone through the trees and kissed you into Zebra striped starlight. Mystically myriad and so very magnanimous once again snorting Paganism like dusty wisdom...feeding the hunger of a million like minds. A vista colonnade made for the elegance of uncertainty wishing wells filled with daydreams and pails filled of nightmare. I drew my bones through your hair shifting and parting the clouded vines and cracked myriacanthous spines fruited in wine and feasted upon the words like a silverfish. © 2014 CorsetReviews
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