cardiaxillon

[Written on 7/2/2017]

once upon a devilish, stained-glass palate,
came blooming a cardiaxillon ;

t’was a foreign bud in the midst of greying axons – –
sepia wirings and mildewed saturn’s rings—
{ “strewn like faux-cadavers they were, all figure-bones and timed-out, rotting ciphers—}

—out of miasmic hummings, it came to bloom,
and just as so duly commanded at the primal hour – –

the seers took to a ghostly watch.

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