WINGLESS IN PRAYER -- WHAT LURKS

What lurks hidden
inside the blue cloud gave
which walking echo
drifts across your thigh
amongst a throne of green
laid as carpet
laid as seen
What lurks behind
in front where horizons glimpse sunrise
this pool so red
vein fed
embryonic forest leans
such cryptid fingers
clues in between the fleshy dew
What lurked
forbidden yet drenched
cause and placed
across divided treasons
scratched in naked yellow corn
that edged sword
this from which time clawed
wingless as frozen winter speech
What Lurks
buried deep through grace and rhyme
crushed as chalk
lovers an earthly embrace
a gown lays dressed in lace
charcoal skies
scheme demonic in lies
WHAT LURKS
ONLY THE SMILE
IN CAPTURES REST

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