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    dots Submission Name: Blue Jointsdots

    Author: Ceyx
    Elite Ratio:    5.69 - 111/107/81
    Words: 381
    Class/Type: Poetry/Nature
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    dotsBlue Jointsdots

    Bacchus reveal'd:

             Wrapped; thickly spun, sweetly redolent of candyfloss
    Unbending joints- cylindrically tailor-made

    with a factory precision:

             These fingers move like a machine; preprogrammed with pluperfect preciseness
    Each working elegantly, delicately; interlacing

    -Like a spider's legs; pacing, smooth a motion as water flowing over stones in the riverbank
             These joints; dexterous- working in unison
    Flexibly tearing, rolling; forming relaxation
             Twisting ends, packed tightly; idyllicly
    Moistened with a saccharine-kiss

    Luscious leaf of fragrant flavor and desire
    -Pressed, sealed, tightly to my lips
    With fingers gently brac'd and thrilled to their tips
    Lit by a Promethean spark, a lilliputian apocalypse afire

    Burning embers, ashes- scatter like galaxies on the inhale
    Spiraling gray wisps caught in dissent of gravity upon exhale
             Repeatedly folding air into a dimly lit, hazed, low-covering fog

    Enfolded in the vapor's lullaby
    Harmless hypnotism:       burning of the brier
    Curly smoake slowly mounting higher, higher!
             And through that mist my books shine clear
    Unable to deny the calyx of existential despair
    Nor extol the virtues of a genteel, sickly desire

    Eyes deep like rabbit-holes, narrowed by candlelight
    Viewless grins are ne'er contrite

    ~Pull it down~
    Draw it in
    ~Idler's leisure~
    Nature's syn

             Every muscle reposed, fingers tingling with a long due ease
    Each inch is burnt, devoured like planets;
    breathed, eaten, absorbed, released nonresonant
    Fire for shame
    Favor for flame
    Diaphanous, blue-coloured parchment slowly incinerated like,
             yet meaningful as; pages from the holy scripture
    Hairpins holding, halting blistered fingers; pinching remnants
    Until nothing is left of it but soot; overglossing a moment's errors
                                                       (and eyes aweary of it's vow)
    I'm oft in a fume!
    Naught is left of me but ashes and a clear, unburdened nous
    The leafe, greene
    When the bloom from the fruit is blown...

    I'm puff'd every day!

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