Terra Incognita

There's this scissoring incoherence...

and obsessive cut and paste of mind.

Whatever pasture made its green bed, 

has serial murdered...

painted... with head and heels, a lifetime of

tumbling.

Bipedal...the fallacy of bragging rights since

birth.

There's too much to engender without choice,

involuntary antipodes of mind...variations on

madness pawn their humours at storm-crossed

gates.

Strewn... the scrap metal of such

limbs.

Konstantinos Mark

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