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hearts

phantasmagoria
in the bleak neighborhood
nightly threat
becomes terror in sleepish blood
hearts are made to explode
like faulty fireworks
smooth to a fingernail
and sandy inside

their is an eager formula
awaiting a fresh rainstorm
sneering at the moronic drummer
is a rainbow
hearts are stricken
and die solid

a blue wall of light
across the tight housing tracts
unfelt knife
is carving at suburban chests
teeth chatter with the curious whispers
of a higher order
hung on a willow submerged and dark

listen:
the measure of april chill
also burns lips that marvel
at the midnight sky orgy

phantasmagoria
rots the tongues that relates
the nightly threat
of a storm in the woods