The die is cast

The die is cast in a cathedral of
Loam; the principality of error

Grunts a jovial truce that bumps
Power against soil; whether you

See whole depends on what invades
Your vision: the trim or the cut.

Here then is my song at your
Feet; the repetition of revision

Will attempt to steal a whisper,
The jacket of mist collating the

Vagaries of form with the wish of
Opened soil and undead proddings.

2 comments on “The die is cast

  1. Verified Authors says:

    Great One

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