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Written: December 31, 2024, Contest: Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann
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Welcome into the world,
with grazing blue eyes and sapphire tresses,
the pariah vermin, cerberus skulks, 
cherubic smiles convey doodle simulacrum,
and exquisite porcelain skin,
a gushing infant lifted the burgundy blanket.
unleashed his requiem of ruin.

Say “Christ” today and share gently
wield “Buddha” or loiter in between
unidentified akin to a lover first kiss,
as constabulary, threatening death,
It subtly exudes sedum
even amid vast scrapyards
colossal ravenous behemoth 
of steel and serration,
reclaiming roost, 
Carmine trickles from my maw,

In northern Khatmandu Nook,
a yellow one-eyed idol stands
a lively borough underneath
a modest marble cross shape,
a broken-hearted grace works 
by Mad Carew tomb
while the Yellow God 
watches and waves eternally.

Seek south, where the light glows
north of "Thousand Gardens," shows flow
on lush slopes, Collyrium, and Anjâna bow.
wandering beneath lush Mahuan trees
middle samsara to reach nirvana
on the hilltop, glittering sisters gather
In Phalgú Clasp, hiking on a sacred river
clop to Gâya and scarlet Barabar-Hills.

Near that river is a nettlesome spot
"Uruwelaya," as it was once known
broken sandhills; bower on edge,
I relish pondering over the golden glow
It thumps tirelessly in my heart refuge, 
Anahatta, yours, loyal friend? 
Understand its fervor!

A dull iron avenue after a six-year rain
dash, don't linger
join your joints on a journey of 
ephemeral and permanent,
master movement imitation, as falling
stepping on a broken shavings 
threw his soles into excruciating pain,
an unexpected, sad cold
it shouldn't and makes you grin 
through your sepulchral sorrow.

God-powerful men strolled
rough sandalwood souls savoring sanctity 
sweating and twitching eyes.

Gaze at Golden chest 
as the king asks "Where on earth" Is this?
remarks reflect honesty shared spot
with a quirky wrap, 
whispering awes in dark azure.

Mighty men swiftly seize them from the dark,
as folded forms from forgotten folds, 
he warms them with his charming aroma,
Lucky ping-pong peepers are pitch-black spheres.

We wistfully wish away the warm, 
wretched sun, believing that only 
bloodthirsty beings rule supreme.
We’re born burdened, bulbous-headed 
beings with skeletal, sinister toenails.
succumbed to the stagnant scent 
of seasoned sod, noxious sigh.

Touching tangible, tethered to totality, 
a thin thread of atmosphere 
while still snugly nestled in a nurturing nook.
I witness both Chrismas Buddhism 
On the second day of the collapse, 
the beginning of a brand-raw era.

Being thousands of years of age
the hair on my head still illuminated,
as if by a second moon,
  it was too dark to view the way. . .
our eyes singed the sky. . .

Let us watch with dominic crimson
on a chest that sang forgiveness,
and watch the quarry frogs locked 
inside the stygian river of my backyard
starvation gnawing at my innards
foghorns signaled the cease of 
inhibitions in our dreams
scattering detritus, fangs shimmer
and. . .
it was a forlorn begging noise that
relinquished the dim luminescence, daylight.

The empress of Babylon was slain 
his noxious harlequin is etched in urban quilt
lives on as a bloody, indelible memorial, 
Inexorable rancor killed a 2025 years,
be near me, guide me, and show me!
how cast me a glimpse of future sights!
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