A Prayer for Labour Day

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Ode to Sin

Falling shards of shiny
pierce the rubber tyres
upon which coastal
lifeguards and old Grim sit.

Tidal contractions push
spiky poison puff ashore
amidst eerie glow and
dark night masquerade.

The fire burns most bright
when extinguished with
black magic droplets extracted
from desirable fishing rods.

Purple haze combines with
crimson particle to warn
of imminent feast in
the clouds of the valkyrie.

Twelve men sit in a circle
with offerings of ear from goat,
blood from human neck
and fizzing glasses of Mountain Dew.

Copernicus rises from his grave
to shift some other paradigm
and prove the world a pyramid
whilst Mandelbrot sets some jelly.

Beneath the limestone surface,
squirrels generate kinetics
to heat their hibernation
and create some strawberry lollipops.

Jetskiiers fall asleep and explode
into clouds of question marks
while mountain climbers suffocate
in altitude hyperbola fiasco.

A lone girl holds her teddy bear
standing in the middle of a highway.
Her eyes are closed, her hair is black,
and she is seen whispering:

"Your power is great,
your fury renowned.
Forgive me, cleanse me,
for Death is a bumblebee."

Till next time, may you agglomerate all your unpremeditated contemplations.