Doulcemer Hammered

Mine oboe ebon voiced sweet clear suspends  
a fixd note of moonless dusk and air,  
till lipped by clarinets it warm descends  
to darkling tones of onyx black aflare;  
as chord progressions delved in reaches iron  
a smoke white longing ashen soft enfire,  
and embers hot obsidian environ  
the touchstone diamond blue mine earth-old lyre;  
my muse dismounting from his swank barouche  
in upturned collar, smoking vest, loose tie,  
his rakish beauty just this side of louche  
edged come to idle in my lap and die;  
one angled instrument run smooth on course --  
composed in skill and strength our tour de force.  
Written by Jordan (D.O.C.)
Published | Edited 22nd Sep 2023
Author's Note
Brain, Reason, Facts, Truths, Wisdom, Ethics, and
The Hard Determinism behind Artistic "Creation" --
Hammered Out Aforehand
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