Footprints

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksiesilk Classic Group


Footprints

Like an erotic moss of table spread
a circle jerk of midnight fellows
with webs of mollusk skeletons
as all shadows hold hands
in a seance with the poets of my mind
and hermaphrodites without ovaries
but with a caliper to measure sanity
playing with words, the devil's script
as the fires are switched to an orgy
in Roman Numerals, of Sodom and Gomorrah


Submitted: July 12, 2021

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