Poem -

CRYPTIC CRYPTID -- AND DEATHS TURN TO ESCAPE

CRYPTIC CRYPTID 
sliding between times unchanged sheet
dreaming death's secret name
featureless friendless insane 
this cryptic cryptid
hunted past nights haven
shattering below daylights thrown disguise
flounders drowning erupting 
silent noise perforates his collection of spoken terms
​​​​​​​shrouds address,vacant eyes 
chains creep across desert and tiled floors

this cryptic cryptid
dwells thrown from rumours savage grip
torrid letters swarm into vast mountainous caverns
seated ancient forests 
cling to the cryptids imagination
empty shelves ,once decorated in gleaming unbroken glass
now dust writes its own chapters

​​​​​​​deranged assorted apologies ,
fling the badly worded meanings
against crushed ghostly light
they drool dripping into vast stain

​​​​​​​Cryptic cryptid   
 time desires each waiting erotic invasion
an escape beats the drum tattoo 
tripping and in constant murder
crowded terminals pour 
sealing Heavens awaiting mistake

CRYPTIC CRYPTID 
Alone now ,except for the gentle sleeping giants
​​​​​​​cold breezes carried by mischievous intention
wash against the naked legs
that portal in temptation
creates his flirtation 
life drifts abandoned 
cryptic in its fade
this cryptid begins to pray

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