Demonic Words (unfinished old poem that feels good as it is)

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Demonic Words


There is evidence,
agreement.
The last word, the final peace,
kingdom come. 
Silence.
And there's more . . .

All talk is further evidence,
alien amulets and mugwort,
snails with agenda,
fresh amalgams. 

Earth is full of forms,
poems and new imaginings.
A path for every direction,
djinn in a soda pop. 
Never, never full.

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essays or blog 
to see what the hero has to say of
sets of sporty, superstitious
oppositions. 
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a lax spat of nova,
this mire of continuity,
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dysphoria of attraction,
to say,
when all is accepted as light,
the moth must settle for something.