Decay’s Growth

Copper greens in the mountain stun.
Shock blue broadens the palette,
impressions of passive activity.

Boundaries! Faintness. Frailty.
My? My? Redye that wool.
Redeye and a punch in the coffee.

Mugged.
Hugged.
Shrugged.

Another base votive incapacity
misdiagnosed as a neutral emphasis
shines across the sideways dotted line
as non-linear as a sphere's purple shift.

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