Ebony Enemy


Ebony enemy
Sunk inside
Rolled up into rhyme
Floodgates feed
Flocks of greedy
Meaningless meanderings
Mine.
In turmoiled
Roily well-oiled
Whorls in wonderland
I find
No gotten gains
Merely strains
Motley mothy
Eaten signs.


4 – 02 – 07

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