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Process Surreal

He's the madman, slicing off an ear,
Spoiling his metaphor,
Charts a sentence through the valley
Of amore
Flays arms and heart in rhythmic stupor
And for what?
The juxtaposition of a simile perfect;
All's for nought, and nought but dread,
This creature like Andromeda chained,
Not to jagged rock, or torture pole,

Bounded though, to inertia where,
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First posted at my blog VERSES in September 2015
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