Cadaverous miscreants thought entombed
within melancholy's haunted house crypts
are revived during séances to conjure poignancy's specters
held inside one's cerebral mausoleum.
Vines of caustic angst thorns
snarled around the mind's trellises
possessing fingers with hues from memory's cinema
taking the tints from glide into dementia
and spilling them in strokes of retrospection's artist
given life as vivid caricatures as image metaphors of inner pain.



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