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Nomadic bard

The vida horse,
is congested
to many gallops
withered as indents
of eggs in moonshine~ 
 
diagonal purgatory
in a sabbatical espionage-

to starved
to breach the portal.

rains of a skinned
nom de guerre smile 
sluicing as garasu no būke rage,

singe the peccancy
in the seine
as back-strap communion
of decaying reins,

clogged,
           with tartuffery

incog with quips
the vault of kelayote,
banking on your
badinage ballon’s
of widowed change
in chains.

no cage,
for the whippoorwills 
in starke’s traipse.

just pools
of a puled you
tsalagi kagali hopscotches
around the marooned residue,
a deboned swoon.

so,
tempt my golgotha carousel
that hiss of shimmer,
jitters as a fattened jovial juggernaut,

rawboned, is that ruckus

whimpering;

from your lynched
trespass.

I coronate your ascension
as caked on enshrinement
likened as natrium pepped muerte,

pon the calloused lips,
of eons, deadened due sigh.
 
 
(C)2026 Nomadic bard. All Rights Reserved.

 

  • Author: Nomadic bard (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 6th, 2026 09:00
  • Category: Surrealist
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  • sorenbarrett

    Pardon my French or lack of it but this sounds like a surreal journey down memory lane. Well done with the interjection of French. Well done



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