Counterfeit

Writing poems

To no
One
Emails to send into
Actual
Black holes
Serenaded by black bird corvid caws

Perfection
Memorized
Memorialized
Is all about persepective
Because we are all
Cracked

Perhaps for
You
Perfect
Is the isolated razor
Slice that
Severed your scarlet brown
Bogatyr soul
From
Your shriveled
Untested
Unwilling
Capable carcass

A foe who chooses over and
Over
To not only not enter
The arena
But not
Acknowledged the existence
Of garden growth and stone

Play, my dear
As your symbols sear to plastic
Binary equations
Holey socks, shirts, underpants and
Heart
Your numbered cubes and magic talking box
Are a kind of
Magic

Your gaze is more bored
Than fierce
Your cunning outweighs your strength
You boast without song
Although your ability
Hums brown and gray inside you

Have you noticed?
No one is actually
Keeping score

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https://nicholaskotar.com/2018/05/11/russian-valkyries-woman-warrior-brides-of-the-bogatyrs/