Fossils as silhouettes, a lifeless hiss so stout
Domains of halftruths that oscillate once parallel
Further and further they stir rifts
swift
then shift
when sift
I've trekked to summits, been whirlwinded adrift
This "queen," this "queue"
This cue, this cube, this "quill"
Their aeonical "wit," it never quit
This Q, this q, eases eerily
Mistaken for a tear?
Only ripping waterdrop of here, rain
Puddles rippling and collecting
Pseudo Poseidon psyche, "Piscean" aqualust... in pstreams
Dripping reminiscently... paradoxically uplifting...
Lords of the thrift, bring forth widths with their gifts
Scaling the breadths~ of the once was~ faces when too, winking
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