Diversions Weren't for Such Hearts Made

DIVERSIONS WEREN'T FOR SUCH HEARTS MADE

Diversions weren’t for such hearts made;

No dalliance for recreants.

The master works his supple trade--

Diversions weren’t for such hearts made.

Who happier is who shame evades?

Our dreams decay in senescence.

Diversions weren’t for such hearts made;

No dalliance for recreants.

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Tableau Vivant

TABLEAU VIVANT

Tableau vivant, immortal pose

Eternal haunts a portal closed.

This visage cruel permutes to kind;

A thread unspooled now fast rewinds.

O shining one, in opal light,

Your hands are free to grasp delight

While solitary here I reign,

Sad sycophant to memory’s stain.

Clandestine musing formed this art,

This slow caress, this frozen hart

Who wept in hope the hunt commence

And each soft breath earn recompense.

The paths diverge, and yet in glass

Impeccable, we dance this masque.

Sweet sacrosanct, uncharted chant,

The living picture peace supplants. 

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Charnel House

CHARNEL HOUSE

mortal crumb, unearthed by dusk

Endymion exposed, moonlight enameled

moss-grown maw, the gaping tusks

round you've gone, Archimedes' trammel

what once were you whose arc completed

now lies darkly dead, defeated?

crumbled bits of life en masse

charnel house--none dare trespass

fragments, figments, what once was

doomed delirium, dans macabre

ferried to the ossuary

mortal cursed if you he rob

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