MAGRITTE'S WAR ON TERROR by E. San Juan, Jr.
MAGRITTE’S WAR ON TERROR
WHEN MAGRITTE’S LUNAR MIGRAINE
DRIFTS INTO THE BLUE DRAGON’S LAIR --“What time is it?”--
MIRED AMONG MERMAIDS, LOST IN THE KARMA OF FALLEN SPARROWS
WHAT TENTACLED MACHINE BEHIND THE IVORY HORNS
UNLEASHES SUCH FURY OF DISCRIMINATIONS?
SUSSURUS OF MOURNING ECLIPSES ARTEMIS’ BLUES
RENDING THE VEIL OF APPEARANCES--
“Is it time now?”
WHO WILL RISK MURDERING THE MURMURING OF IMMEMORIAL BEES?
WHO WILL RISK RECRUITING ISIS AND ISHTAR FOR THE APOLLO MISSION?
BORDER-PATROLS OF IMPERIAL TERROR, THEY FLOAT
SEDUCING LI PO, UNMOORED MARINER, WHO DROWNED
UNMINDFUL OF THE AZURE UNDERTOW
MAGRITTE’S MIGRAINE AT LONG LAST MIGRATES--“What time….?”
WHO WILL MAP THE PRESENCE OF THE FALLEN SPARROWS?
WHAT GHOSTLY MARAUDER DRIFTS WITH WHITE PARASOL, DEMARCATING
UNDER CORAL BOUGHS
DIVIDING THE CONTINUUM OF TRANSMIGRATIONS,
UNLEASHING WHAT TIGER DESIRE
LEAPING ACROSS MERMAIDS LOST AMONG BEEHIVES
AND STRIPED STARS, WHERE THE SOLAR CYBORG’S WILL-POWER
SPREADS OUT ITS PALLID TENTACLES…..
“Is it time…?”
NOW IS THE TIME TO DEMARCATE THE AURA AND PENUMBRA
OF THIS LUNAR MIGRANT RISKING ALL CHANCES
DREAMING OF DELIVERANCE FROM THE UNRELENTING TERROR--
NOW GREETING THE AZURE PRESENCE
OF WHAT APPEARS AS SUCH, WITH NEITHER TIGER NOR DRAGON
PROWLING BEHIND.
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