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Wearing mesh armor,
I go misanthropically into chaos
(Excuse me, I misspoke,
I meant philanthropically,
of course.)
A planet of antique thoughtshards
rolls along the voidful pavement of sky
[pleasing formulae,
a stacked deck,
citrus inertia,
and a slowly accelerating guffaw]
An automaton, beehive peddler,
marring erratically the palace walls,
honeycomb kelp, nacre of starstuff,
into sleep's senseless bosom
(Excuse me,
I misspoke)
I fall headfirst.
Tomorrow I shall...
[snatches of familiar music
stretch impossibly]
wearing mesh armor.
Poetry by

9/7/18
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Images by
.1 --- "Traffic Man" by a7md3mad
2 --- "Mesh In" by gracedoragon
3 --- "Nefertiti in Ice" by marijeberting