by Matthew Laffrade
waking grief elixir
fader turncoat tomcat
amongst stooges with
slights of hands
descended veils
of harmony with
women of feign glory
thrust upon my mirror
forced upward swirling
skyward and sunken
unforgiving and lost
benign multiplier
forgotten sonnets
forgotten vows of
mercy upon my soul
to those to whom the
truth sets in crackled
in mixed message messiahs
auditory bombardment
in sweet goose down
dreams of yesterday
pale parlour piranhas
living in my head to
eat me alive you win
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