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"50 Words for Poe: Foxglove"



What goes through the mind 
of Winter, when you are Autumn
just past Spring
Sometimes you’d squeeze IT
in the hot spaces left-of-centre
with the remnants of the
Summers-In-Between

She liked to keep it real.

She’d escaped
and had been watching 
the stranger on and off
for some time
he thought he was some kind of 
poet toff, when in reality he was
looking for what he’d lost
his  words were all
pure fiction to entice a
butterfly to moth

The way he went about it 
was kind of sad, deprived, perversed
She observed him from a safe distance
he was cold, calculated and debauched
he licked his finger
held it to the wind
to understand which way the 
current under ice would spin

They called her Fox for short
She wore long black satin gloves
which hid the need for touching 
of this she was not much 
temporal was her thing
she dug the paradox

She watched him slit the rabbit’s throat
he smiled while he played her short 
pushed the bunny under ice
in her Bronte push-up skirt
to him it was pure sport
He’s the type to keep it to himself
he’d never share a gloat, Fox thought.

The first one's name was Lily
She sang sweet rhyme
easy, malleable and remote
Like a puppet in Picadilly 

Fox watches Wolf
crouch to touch the earth
he thinks he’s unobserved
he thinks he’s alpha crucis 
in a snow globe glass onion
godless world

He left the flower float away 
turned on heel without a flinch
and then he moved foot Northward
a small man with a not-so-big Heathcliffe

Fox bid her time she was pure gold 
rich russet Autumn kind of wild
with ideas of Winter, Spring 
and Summer to decline
a temporal paradox 
she had a thing about
rogering life not rhyme,
for this, one needed spine,
no stinking life dissertation 
under laudanum nor lanoxim
soaked in rye

She took it all in slowly
for her, there was still time 

She was on the run of course
No lock 'n lid on her temporal music box

She watched the current take the Lily Lost 
She understood the cost

(LadyLabyrinth)



https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TZIliIa5_bY 



“Meat-eating orchids forgive no one just yet
Cut myself on angel hair and baby's breath
Broken hymen of your Highness, I'm left back
Throw down your umbilical noose so I can climb right back “



https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wiC4kFsJvn8 



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