Calculating out an exit entry point like a mathematic of
Ticking towards presenting the statue of a man
He dreams to be for her as if fractures in this stone could heal
Like biology unleashed in metamorphic metamorphosis
Flesh from granite and warming known under
Hands moving from sculpted pose
This moss grown on collected and fired off with drugs internal
Hair follicles molded from rust with limbs with empty palms gone
Plain and steady concrete feet watered down and ready
In the presentation to frame that first impression
Like a portal opened and no return to the wonderland of the unknown
Naked with wardrobe chosen and a night of mention
In the history of notes of anecdotes fumbling out
Like marbles in a mouth
Rolling out onto the gallows floor between her and he
A tablecloth and all the thoughts
Of nuance and paramour intertwined are on the line
To burn up like wax stacked in the middle
Of a circle in a pillar of flickering tongues
Tattling a script of what is to come
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