Rus Khomutoff writes

and if impossible

nothing and insight

rebuke bloodless entitlement

existence one

incorporated by the sameness

these walls of reluctant tragedy

a prescient entangling

beatitude

phantasy court duplicate

ebullient dues

epithet

vintage climax haze

Dream Catcher, Brick Lane, London

Rus Khomutoff writes

The forty second flower

My heart swelled with pride

succumbing to a caress in absentia

left as legacy

beauty goddess of demon time

the tranquility of a thousand years

a witness of an explicit craze

oblique strategy of the day

how soon the stable world vanishes

approximations that overpower the orchestra

melancholy was the hour

effacing the forty second flower

Great Wall of China -- Trina Merry 

Rus Khomutoff writes

Peace beyond passion

    

Reckless chants

flowers that have grown into

killers

and the abyss that keeps on calling

dressed in red

a caged feeling walking the line

in rooms of fire

the essence of a fallen world

an accelerated passage

of history

and a replay of neon suggestions

 

Salivation -- Krystal Higgins