the strangled men sleep, weeping oracles cast aside
and you, duplicitous, false counselor, impress a kingdom for a moment
that moment forever cursed
friend falser than fiend, never mouth what you mean
braver boasts the weary warrior, his days spent unsafely
night destined for treachery
giant your gifts, mendacious bellies, where the craven carved one last hope
strange gods to praise deception—you slumber while numbers
mumble, stumble into a dupable city
where marbled men breathe their last, coined lips, blue eyes
insidious insinuations, perverted fabrications
no door opens to welcome
Sinon
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Poems for Peculiar Children
PoetryThis is a second anthology of my more whimsical and curious poems. They aren't so much for children, though anyone can read them!
