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Danse Macabre
Down and outward my gray heart
Gargoyle limbs to earthy plies
feral notes of bodies in flight
Silhouettes whispering
fragments of night.
Venal lunges hide livid eyes
heart on heart the
Tongues rush by
emotion in motion
infinite redoubt
An Inner sculpture
forced the hell out
surround another form
Of rebirth of
consciousness
Amniotic streams of the gods
then
Only a trace of imbued skin
or figure
freed from Terpsichore’s
untamed heart
infinitely searching
that silence
drowns out her lyre.
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