Dominic Speights Poet Iambic Pentameter

Immortal Dust

Pentagonal, this pentagram
	Set in stone above all gold,
With facets as a bat’ring ram
	For the thrill of the hold

And testament not to the chase,
	But to the leash instead.
Cataclysmic, its grating pace,
	As elemental lead

Eyes, on every motionless side,
	Give way to a dull sheen,
Slaten and opaque, petrified
	In the drip of morphine.

Paragonal hypocrisy,
	An ever-shifting seam
To this fabric complacency;
	A needle to a dream

With the trappings of a nightmare
	Obsidian.  To break
Free with haze on an endless stair
	Is thirst to mutely slake;

But to climb to the precipice,
	Towering in man’s rust,
And vilify its carapace--
	Olympian in dust.

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