Iridescent crops
Oblige
The weakened harvest
Multiplies
Constructing cornucopias
In waves of maddened raves
Contrived
Fretting each demise, the Flies
Sick upon your fruitless hive
Of knives
To match accord
We strip the metal
Confound the coven
Groves of nettles
Compound your eyes
And witness Heaven
Turn to verses
One
Eleven
Sins abound
There are but Seven
Prescribe the causal roots
To brethren saints
You clog this lane
Somatic Junction
Recused of all your mental function
Claw to ease
The set reduction
Synapse in conflux
Yields deduction
Redund the confidant's
Inception
Within these walls
Resides conception
O'er there, you'll find Deception
Whispering
In sore inflections
Swift and firm
With soft transgressions
Fanning out its bare confessions
If only I could theorize
In mirrored sighs
Weight by ounce
Of sacred lies
Replete amongst the glimmer's snide
Concealed and cloaked
In Sinner's Pride
You beg for my unyielding tide
Of sanity
©carteriuni
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