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Sound & Vision

Blinkers, thus placed, may rip off corneas
Let retinas bleach, their directions to some accord
As slitted photons creep their entanglement
And engorged, I wait.

Thinkers, well-placed, may nibble torn ears
Pitch a woo, and teach insurrection by the sword
As slitted throats red-leak entitlement
And reforged, they hate.

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Tony Taylor

Hey SSIMSTAR!!.....this is a stunning write with some fantastic phrasing!! .."And engorged, I wait."...." And reforged, they hate!!........ creative stuff brother poet!!.......ALL STARS...... well done.......LOVE and ROCKETS!!.......T xo

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