Paradox

the patron saint of criminals
calls forth the ides of hell and

angels churned from milky whey
spill across horizon’s line

hieroglyphics prick the night
each close re-draws a dawning

infinity begins
where gray covers black and

a white slice of moon on a string
spins the shape of absence

where the past climbs over the future
on the stair steps of Escher

Altered Watercolor

Totally Optional Prompts posting for Thursday.

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