No One Like Them Mad
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blued misty traces in our faces wide and sorry,the Clown’s antipodal merry break inside piercingsof a brain beside hearts naive, numbered to only two,timely, hardly real, a ticking rift in a watered-downage, fission for the making through and silent, under all the graves, Her pines. i wonder if they see me on the street, their crooked digits dialing all the tens from nineacross the river when i sin-k.
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No One Like Them Mad

by rahusgem

blued misty traces in our faces wide and sorry,the Clown’s antipodal merry break inside piercingsof a brain beside hearts naive, numbered to only two,timely, hardly real, a ticking rift in a watered-downage,

fission for the making through and silent, under all the graves, Her pines. i wonder if they see me on the street, their crooked digits dialing all the tens from nineacross the river when i sin-k.

incandesce me now, old self so young and worn atop       a sever to be frowning.

“nix and twigs and rocks,”with posies they hum and sing,and jump each ship, then curseeach one who led demise and woesbetween each masque-clad smile, robotic applause shifty to a bow.

tell them god was dead the day he rested, spent his life thereafter then on spinning in sunny circles,burning like She didn’t really, only wandering, losing every friend,

a-like sworn genesis in bed with exit signs in red.      there is a place where all is free,    it isn’t me, it is in me.and we are some thing hurt.

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