A Stringy Strife



A flaming vortex of cannibal embryos

Flaring flourescent futile fetal forlorn 

Ghosts of color, splendid surrender soars

Draping magnificently the neverendless

Otherworldly rays of light frightfully

Fulfilling forever a sacrifice just for time

Feeding electricity to the forest pines 

To wander strings or hairs heavenly 

Having hordes of lychee tendrils moving 

In certain sparks of sordid sunlight 

Streaks and bursts of life happening

Strife of the liquid love connects truth

And we worship the selfsame destiny



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This was assonance and consonance fun! Read 2x ~S~