Undeserved Deserts

Curses come home to root,
To exorcise
taboos and all the exotic blasphemies,
Candle blazes on distant trails -
Living behind a sandy landscape
With no souvenirs - just another escapee guess
bearing some vandalized tundra
in an old chest
with sacrilegious graffiti,
Like an oasis puzzle of rainfall dominoes!
Unrecognizable minds
still reside
inside timeless pride coffins
Whose shelters are the dried,
half down,
alienated seeds of fall,
Past deeds - more accurate self odes
than dilemmas in a kaleidoscope paradise
Polished and spoiled
with both sympathy and revival verve,
Against the alternative,
organic canvas,
Right in front of the beholder’s eyes.

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