SWORD

Sleep soundly angel, I yearn to quest plans on the table, wire and cable  twisted Into fire and ice. I visit elicit rendezvous I am  the centre of it, crusader sword well worn and illicit,  enemy at the door blood covers the floor seeping through mosaic flooring, there for all is the physical warning. Whispers and truths are boring, ancestors crying and calling, steeples falling, immense creatures rising, like human eels quite frightening. I swing and decapitate, hordes of monsters pour through the gates, smells foul too late to berate, try and help me, any one friendly, any one friend me. Carry me gently, sleep overcomes me angels tell me, sleep well  my baby, ignore the lazy, build your wall, immensely

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