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"50 Words for Poe: Inviolate"




Inviolate
I walk bare feet
towards you
unknown 
I contend to 
know you
but I do not
where is the mirror
to hold up to a face
on the other side of me
you are merely 
speaking to a screen
You are scrying 
ghost bees 
in the dark
honeycomb 
sticky, 
tasted like braille
eyes open
but closed
felt 
but lost 
in frail contention 
you fail to find me
elusive true
walking talking 
to a phantom
soft self-serve
a 2 minute 
instant 
hot
continental
cup-o-soup

On the other side
I cannot hear you
you remain unseen
Phantom walking 
towards me
walk slow
take your time
I’m still lost in your fog
while you throw your
cursive curves,
I am writing your story
blindfolded
wrapped tightly in 
violin strings of
empathy

Absolute.
Intuitive.

Frugal and Blue.

No point in delivering
without the glory
who’s to know 
when finished by...
could
be 
by June,
then again
absent 
by -

July.

So August.
So True.
This is how a
Work-in-Progress goes

"Inviolate (1) - 50 Words for Poe"

just for you

(LadyLabyrinth/2019)



https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kZSHr5E7fZY
Kate Bush - "Pi"




In Draft, “50 Words for Poe - Inviolate (1)”, LadyLabyrinth 2019



August/
noun.
8th month in the calendar year; 
adjective
respected and impressive

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