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Ripping emotion
filled dead,
darkened in the dusty mirror of the village.
Shaking black gaze and rancied wet unbelief,
all icy cold tears frozen under the earth.
Bloated women
and children suddenly naked screamed - running away.
And some of the ailing men
hid their bloodied faces - stumbling away.
His tarnished hands dripping by his aching deafened sides.
He cried,
"This - this, the end?
See the maudlin mother moon
- this, the very end?"
(A tiny faery glint in his eye)
Smacking emotion
thrilled semantic,
wave swirled hot,
right in the very flaming centre of the village.
Beckoning piercing argonaut gaze,
pulsing through wizards spell,
searching, writhing love.
Lusty women surely fed their children -
dancing away.
And some of the winking men, jesters, their ample muscles - tumbling away.
His augured hands licked his playfully tinkling wand,
he cried,
"This - this, the sign!
See the irrevocably hungry moon.
This - this, the unshakable sign!"
(definately an unfathomable elfin glint in his eye)
A comet blinked "yes" -
a million miles away ...