imbricated effloresce echoes
made by the benign
ShadoWhisperer
cogently capturing
calloused
breaths of thoughts
aberantly spry
declivity
of
enchanted ideas
euphoric roots
of the
Bebeeru
(green-heart)
Trees
tafetta bark
effete by
Bacillus
in the spume soil
located within the trunk
is the throne to
wisdoms
unlit
wick
blessed
enough hyaline light
reflects
dark
reflected
light
a hovering flame
scantily leaps
(back and forth)
in front of
an Ancient Amulet
refulgently
silencing outspoken
daydreams
amongst nocturnal insight
celebrating
another
Epact
while sipping Ichor
out of the
Chevaliers
Chalice
decorated
with
Carbuncle Sapphires
and
Chrystolite Tears
upon the
stenciled
crest
in the drab background
a Canticle
reverberates
(off of)
(tinsel tassles)
(to the)
(tawdry)
(tapestries)
(branded by the Diadem)
(off wool)
(walls)
returning
to the cairn
beside the fireplace
a gentle breeze enters
through the chimney
(delicately)
absterging an ashyellow
smoke from
the cromlech
seeping into swirls
of calligraphy
chisled
cyclones
etching an unrecognized dialect
atop the Magenta Marble
Moonstone
(casting ecliptic beams)
Mantle
cluttered in photographic
memories
plastered in tackstrip
frames
hanging from twine
swaying in
lifeless
seizures
(strangled)
are thousands of
upsidedown
roses
wearing a noose
around
peduncles
alone
on a bookshelf
dusty with deception
sits a peculiar
title
"SandCastle Silhouettes Shackled
to
Permenantly Pressed Pious"
(...smlear sselnoisnimid...)
pages
were spaced
as if an artifact
was begrid
(pay)
able
(up)
on
d
e
a
t
h
somehow the book
moved....
it teetered on the
edge.....
until the thunder struck
rich
as the rain turned
to salty
blood
(seconds later)
thorns hailed
from the center
of this secret
story to the
ground..
in the formation
of a cross
as tears rose from
crevices in the cement
they stained a
message
for all to see
"you're now the keeper of the crown"
"refer to the book from which thus came"
as i started to
skim through the book
i was suprised
to see the pages were
all empty
except
one
"CHAPTER 1"
"(GrabbinG)R(ACErbity)"
*i unsheathed my inkbladed weapon*
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