Mimic

Murder your assiduities
even a lotus can bloom
in a meteoric onslaught.

A measure of rhyme
not this clef
traverse this
bubonic plateau
the malachite horse
whinnying at a frozen sun.

Silence is my
greatest deity.

Tantric guise of
repetitive calligraphy.

I'm pelagic as
was Osiris ante
a door with no hinge
callous contortion
signifies my peccadillo.

Shall I inscribe
this portal of lucidity
cogitate a banshees snivel
blistering the imperturbation
of abundant sighs.

Depurate amongst
the ether
commix from
epididymal currents
brio's hysteric
gestured vitiation.

Who here can
pass arbitration?

A broken relic of all
supplicated vassals.

Cyclopean structures
cascading
turquoise fluidity
juniper feathers
tickling
jesuitic transparency.

Cerulean plasma
flows in all,

ethereal openings
ripen
maroon transience.

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