Tittle Speculation

Portrait of a Crime Santiago Caruso


It moved, perhaps in spin, or was
that just a shiver shift? Dear spot,
is your exist profound, oft ill defined
and are you ever in protest, alas willful
among your kind? Dark, though rather
preferring a posh grey or bleu vert, yet
knowing at high noonish, and nearer the
full-moonish, you’re atwinkle, a little lost
sprinkle, a sprite’s liquorice spittle; or but
a bug’s grave marker, where the centipede
made mess and left crumb, grim evidential
aftermath of sweet meal, famous CSI trivia
of sinister snuff, high-ceilinged fleck crime,
modicum to more, speck missed demeanor?


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