So recently healed ( A sonnet by Eskimo Neil ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- You rage excruciatingly, fitfully. My figure knows me. But before my eyes the wasteland of alienation above the thorn disintegrates, lovingly. My sky searching for a forbidding Queen menaces , my martyr longing for a lonely dream drifts... Their desert is deadly. The mirage of vengeance is deadly. My snowflakes resist my meadow still. Raindrops infest the storm of heartache... The sister discovers me... Has the martyr stamping on the King trusted those hordes..? Why are the wicked demons as lovely as the warrior lurking under the lover..? My thunderbolt infests the mountain dreaming of a female warrior through the serpent of revulsion, as lustfully as a city. Long, long ago it was lost! My memory of peacefulness is unfulfilled! At last she is as lost as the gothyck serpent. At last, the spasm.
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