Alexej Savreux Poems

I shall make my words brief. I shall make my wishes elegant.
when there is, what there is, where there is,
why there is ‘tis but opportune and laughable fortunes
... and yet the Kingdom erupts with oralcry screams
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O, coupled hands applauding, the undesirable acquirements of smiles
In so far, in as, I am forgot, never is and nothingness.
Subjectivity in arrears! The lens is forgotten,
...the muse, as a volt and rotten beautiful being, rage
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Where art ye now, O, assassins, are ye hatching the marshals of prophecy?
Ah, lo! Thee, unvanquished, upraised and hailing and to He, be praises bided!
Beyond a villa’s infamy detailed in hyperreligious graffiti, and ventilating smoke addled hallways,
Before my Battle, and after my Death,
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I wore out the soles of my Brother’s shoes
We were forced to walk home in our naked feet.
Beating the ground, it was our fair feet against the trodden Earth.
By the time we reached civilization, our feet were bloodied with
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