Images Poem by Bengt O Björklund

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Wild serpents riding through the miscellaneous
feed the roaming rouge, guard his tone.

Driven by the blue incantations of flow’s intent
the observer recollects all that is precious.

Soaring through the entire all there is
he embraces time’s irrevocable outcome.

Speed is lethal to inspiration.

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