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vernacular

having imbibed a turbulent elixir, confusing ‘entropy’ for ‘energy’ drink, i now find myself dispersed across the cosmos

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though i’ve gained a keener comprehension of the universal vernacular—and the perpetual rhythm of order and chaos—i’m perplexed by the simple task of reaching work today

allegation

why should I bear such allegations questioned the fox

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these tiny mouse murmurs in the night, this false proclamation,

for innocence is my cloak, truth my vocation,

a sly reputation, but no malevolent aspirations

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through your labyrinth of accusations I tread,

yet unseen, unheard, in shadows widespread,

seek not the villain where darkness is cast,

for in your moonlit drama, my innocence will outlast

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and with that the fox fades into the night,

a riddle for those who may question his plight

transform

beware, tiny mouse! 

dusk’s cloak conceals the malevolent fox,

who slyly shifts ‘neath darkening cover,

his fur transforms into shadow,

then hunts unseen!

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burrow deep,

craft a labyrinth of tunnels,

navigate with care through twists and turns,

survive, you will, 

until the morning light returns

escargot

glistening trails on silver plates shine,

in hushed rebellion, we defy what’s defined

no buttery remains, this uprising grows,

hors d’oeuvres liberation, led by escargot

nightmare

as dusk descends, the fire keeper stands guard over our dreams, 

nightmares persist, clawing relentlessly at the grate

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embers illuminate a fragile pact, yet chaos breaches the sanctuary of the hearth

weekend


as the weekend gently ebbs, within the cwtch of fading time, the old man lights the fire
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seasoned moments kindle, where mystery and hiraeth intertwine in the smoke and warm glow
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the fire murmurs and hisses, as tales fed by ancient oak and cyfnos, are now brought to light

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