"Asterisk'" & "Epilogue" by Lawrence Moore
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Asterisk
Mouths swill with passions no mouths could slake,
maladies shifting, new madness waits,
shiversome tryst above sacred bough*
* None of these things will happen now.
Eyes fixed on faraway kingdoms, lands,
spy (through their suffering) schemes and plans,
learn from each riddle some truth undressed*
* Noble in vision, but lost no less.
Creatures of order (still love to dance)
launder, restore given half the chance,
tippex unhappy, erase despair*
* Time machines languish, beyond repair.
Binaries banished, torn dreams entwined,
stacking of metaphors, yours with mine,
creeping through cemeteries, haunting trains*
* Metaphors, morbid, alone, remain.
Epilogue
If disguise proves too painful, exit now;
otherwise, as politeness must allow.
Lick your wounds, take a shower till they shine.
Feeling comes, bumps and bruises, grease and grime.
Stifling urge for evaluation, blame,
love endures, nothing poisoned, just the same.
Shoot with verbs, optimism, self-belief
(final third, truth re-enters, shows its teeth).
There's a place, sans admittance but for you,
always there - oft-forgotten, as it suits -
where to bide on your lonesome never stings,
full of trees, childhood whimsies, useless things.
From within, at your leisure, find new fruits,
epilogue, all adjacent era brings.
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