Sprinkled/Machete Avalanches

Sprinkled  
 
She rides the  
nebula of ambience,  
 
cloaked cluster of  
virtuous trances,  
 
Lillith embodiment  
flyer of darkness,  
 
heed my weary plea  
and let the light of  
elegance enrapture thee.  
 
Drift into my Omphalos    
emancipate my inhibitions  
to dine and revel in amour,
 
a esoteric prophecy hybrid  
calamity of acceptance,  
 
chasing my hollowed stone  
cortex a feeling I fear  
with upmost respect,  
 
and impasse never gifted  
from another only left  
abandoned in my dimming light.  
 
Insinuation lingers from  
collapsed indigo reflections,  
 
shrapnel from quiet wars  
tap dances winds of suspension,  
 
laying like rust coated across the  
realm of duality twitching flickers,  
 
sending morse code tears  
to a deitys fleeting giggles,  
 
underneath a veil of  
compromise my wisdom,  
 
lays in the copulation  
of the sun and moon,  
 
birthing new dimensions  
from dying nightmares,  
 
of ascending stars spinning  
in the vortex of sublime.  
 
Machete Avalanches  
 
When I fell for you  
I betrayed myself,  
 
too love you  
is detrimental  
for my health,  
 
doubled grave  
enslaved,  
 
conclave of  
conformity,  
 
futile bravery  
a fave of  
paved molding,  
 
heinous rave  
onyx wave  
unfolding,  
 
cynicism  
graciously saved.  
 
Tears produce  
obsidian wax  
of enlightenment  
instilling omnipresence,  
 
purging frailty  
for embodiment  
of collective,  
 
sideways elevators  
of grievance  
stuck inside  
of catatonic  
synthesis,  
 
hit the  
self-help switch  
of tainted hypothesis,  
 
electoral collage  
of collapse,  
 
swim in a  
quagmire  
of resilience.  
 
Rise on the  
backside  
of an iron fist,  
 
dispersing  
solar benevolence  
of mercurial deception,  
 
feared or loved thin line,  
 
hesitation,  
 
either for me  
or against I.  
 
Marked as validated  
ruthlessly calibrated,  
 
fury piston  
implanting  
 
fuchsia chamber  
disintegration,  
 
die inside  
the crest  
of orgasmic  
onslaught  
 
so you may  
smile horizontally  
from your withering eye.  
 
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