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Spooks Who Boo Spoke
I’m the latest ghostly tale of a Dead Sea non-person A son of a slave seed; I Diaspora bled from wooden callousness, inside a cadaver pale white whale — born half-dead on arrival Bosom fed green pasture promises, amber waves of nothing Blue sky hope was always barren grey Cruel cerulean reign became crystal clear due at the first skin auction bartering The blue wails heard inside the Great white whale are the heavy, scarlet laden spirits of the spooks who boo spoke when the chain reaction, cyclone tears tsunami fell Billowy fear is ever buoyant in the back of the primordial frontal lobes Ivory cetacean throne of confusion spouts a blustery, carpetbagging blowhole Showering the captive voices with coin chicanery of abysmal misdeeds I’m the latest ghostly tale of a Dead Sea buried body A son of Amittai seed, a twelfth-part branch of Messianic divinity; I Gathhepher died from iron oar maliciousness, inside an abominable sell white whale — born again on a crucifixion revival Stolen heritage was our sole, ancestral possession ... a precious lot sold at the flesh mart bidding O dark shadow moves across the crimson horizon, aghast eyes dread the unlocked fate coming Ghostly tales of another Exodus won’t trigger any alabaster alarm bells Every spook who boo spoke had their singed words cinder bursting in the breeze — Setting the soft underbelly Yeti moans of the white whale hard-hearted cries ill at ease
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