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Cauldron Cool

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Cauldron cool

 

 

Slowly………..

Oh, how slowly some days end……!

 

 

Hushed with voices, muted with whispers

Slashed through with crimson lines….

Wanton with faulty ardors,pale deeds,

De-numbered out of diaries and schedules…..

And sweat stained with apathy

So self-destructed…….ruined…

Erased…..

 

Ah……………….so mercifully-

………erased.

 

 

Yet the brain doesn’t rust at night

Its vassals change into demons in dark.

(Gnashing teeth, foaming maw

Ghosting snares, chilling paw)

Yes, it’s dainty death in scaly grab!

 

 

Ah………

 Life does thaw and wither at night

 

 

Begin other days rank anew

Swift slithers, grins, accolades

Tidy pauses, myriad plans

Chance pleasures, incumbent delights

Grander vistas of limelight jaunts…………

 

Ah…. dreams are out- the cauldron cool.

 

  αΩαΩαΩαΩαΩαΩαΩαΩαΩαΩαΩαΩαΩαΩαΩαΩαΩαΩ

 

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