The Mire

Escaping paradoxical conscription
Ensnaring dystopian novellas
As they saunter from you to fro
Dispelling the fibers, what held
     between binding’s arms
Disconfabulating eruptions
Of context’s utterance,
Whose ideogram is arranged
Whence tetrahedron stratagem
     are solidified

Mayhap at once there will
     be a decision and upon its
     conflagration open the
     snare, the insipid snare
     (once you know it’s there)

Upon the parapet it may be
     spied
And as the novellas do their
     number conjuring youth’s
     applause, the figuration
     falls victim to its
     own undoing through
     an uninterrupted edifice, 
     public, conjuring itself out
     of the mire and undoing
     Is aptly undone.

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