dey of the zoo cretinised
auto-da-fé sheared
mid furious fancies · i nix yens for limes
chained 'a'â on a bosky ramble
my only job · whist trashed
palmate ti indiscreet
cru of ras headers
a thar marooned in Ur · whose lychgates gape miles
wae to those beasties & swift ambler
la! manxome qi dearths
pion phiz indiscrete
mug to which adheres
i wot not what dimwheezled bio lit's slime
on time siffling rooks rev the marble
es lo que es threads
the El iridescent
supplies spry feds hearsed
thanatolatria's atrorubent smile
gray defile & huffle-buffs blamer
necropsy hardest...
(to the syllable- & rhyme-scheme of "Black Rooks in Rainy Weather" except the rhymes have been replaced with anagram-wordsets)
"Before I sleep, Death is always sitting on my windowsill, whether in Gaza or Cairo. Even when I lived in a tent, it never failed to create a window for itself.
It looks me in the eye and recounts to me the many times it let me live.
When I respond, 'but you took my loved ones away from me!' it swallows the light in the room and hides in the dark to visit the next day, just in time."
--@MosabAbuToha
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