Portents

In the province of powers and portents
Winged craven creatures of the air
For all purposes outside and intents
Even if no one else is there

Watching mirror eyes kiss camera souls
Calypso cut to paper faces digital facsimiles of light
Where to put the proper places as we fall completely into Night
There everyone is locked into roles

Even if no one else is there
For all purposes outside and intents
Winged craven creatures of the air
In the province of powers and portents



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2021-01-07 at 12:44

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