a continual Well of LoveVolatile
condensed and SUbdued in Grace, Flowers,
the Traditions of Enternal Radiance,
a Lizzle, A SParkle of Cosmic Clarity,
Might in Suppression Reversed Dubbed
RePlanted Tended to with Night Oils
of Moods so Intense is her Craft
of Self-Making a Femme, Stitching
a Cloth designed as a Guelaguetza
that was Missed but Appearing Again
and Again ....where have we Arrived, Sonnet?
The beginning resumes Every Turn Past Our
Dial: Chance of Wheel you are More Merciful
than a Senator who his Gluttony he Spurs.
This Sonnet is a Fictional Work. Any perceived, apparent, or implied relationship to entities or persons is coincidental.
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