sordid sonnet 14

arrayed: wild or post-tame four;    w a gleam
equipped at dream-drowse; well, a mind pines
as crackling redleaf     maybe wanting panes
pressing back at bright wind-beam          or
finding rips forlorn like a hairdresser’s plans
losing a haughty stripped gear
wink:  a seasonal manipulation of pawns
or so [when captive (or mortified)] they seem

crawl justice low-grade pain
guide in living (on, er ..)
oneiric horrible gaze?
step on the gas:
it comes out a blur. .
slapped corn pone

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