Election

The third star moves around us

From this time forward

We have neighbors of metal

Cousins of the sunset

A meeting of minds

Of circles of influence and silken

Certainty, that cruel packaging

Wrapped around ideas, a champagne

Toast to Wilde, under the third star

Earnestly orbiting our frailties



The third star moves around us

Permanance and token stolen minutes

Of the real

The clock is ticking an endless

Circle of renewal and apology

Disenfranchisement is policy

Wrapped around truth, a champagne

Toast to Wilde, under the third star

Shameless centenarian bones tease



The third star moves around us

A firm strident truth lies broken

Trod underfoot skeletal

The horses round the last corner

Circling vulture final disorder

The truth splattered over conscience

Toast to Wilde, under the third star

Blamed celebration under the sun



The three stars move amongst us

Finally finding a truth unspoken

Finding a binding blind faith

Misfit beatnik atomic ice charmer

We, helpless among his frozen wolves

Breathe free, a challenging rigorous

Boast to Wilde, under the third star

Thresholds broken, starry circled free

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