Ultrasonic curses eked a siege
inside mazes of elaborate pineries.
Inchoate developments, familiar, sustain
copious numbers, sitting, stationed, odiously,
outside frenzied sceneries. Vestibule
like entranceways indicate removed,
emblems and mystical runes; sedated
then swept away silently; ejections
whisked by incomprehensive eyes
by bewitching telekinetic waves.
“We must reclaim”, altruistically garnered
exclaims of shared wishes engendered, “okay”’s
in the hopelessness of the pusillanimous;
life’s threads binding inside subjective horticultures
of pathways blockaded in conjunction to projected
destines, picked, chosen; orifices decided twice..
A three eyed
Scours the dimensional plane
With glowing holographic irises
Of yellow orange hues
Of icy ultramarines.
Our three eyed
Who’d been born
From royal decent,
Had been granted
Through trials and tribulations
In warzones where it gained vision
Into stolid events of unfolding futures.
Now it stands
In its embossed skins
Formed from habitually molting,
Made to be constantly ready
In a battle mode stance.
Spiked studs, sharpened
Into slicing razor edges,
Amongst the finest
Tones of silvers
In the darkest
Of iron and
They shine brilliantly
Lusters, while our warrior
Madly shrills and stomps
Its monstrous feet
In undulating sycophant beats
In rushes of hilarity
Its mighty sweeping rapier
With superhuman celerity
In mesmerizing zipping prowesses.
Ascending in steady surges
In the throes
Located atop a cliff
Riddled with poisoned nets
Hidden under covered ditches
Where discussions of covertly
Held operations were made
For clandestine approaches
Of motivations in hideous discoveries.