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earnest regard
not withstanding
at the hollow of my nape
your fingers thread
sweet toil

glorious octopus
tinged blue
with arms draped
in romantic sea coral
envelope my venture swift

little muse
slip daintily
into recesses
below fault

hair pins to harnesses
the sea
appears
rusty tonight

weighted down in roses
is a pity
your little boat
must burn
a bonfire worth
of vanities
escaping as it goes
this sphere
along with all that
acrid smoke

in some far off cultures
yet extinguished
the gods would be appeased
to see such floating fire
slowly shimmy up
their haughty nostrils
announcing
the burnt offerings of
their charred imperfect
dominions' arrival
cheers of platitude
get drunk on the mead
of their previously shed sins..................
(Aug. 18, 2011 1002pm)