Use and Discard

CRIED havoc for Empire, future dogs of war slipped loose,
MACRO level unseen, supremacy’s haughty
ARMOR blocking sight beyond the now. So:
SHEIKs wooed, discarded like engine parts for moments of ambition, no true destination in view.

Broken Light, Broken Walls

#1:

AGATE ore now polished and set in
METAL for each facet to
MODEL the sun whose light it refracts in a
PANIC of colors and brightnesses.

#2:

MACRO movements and MICRO schemings,
ARMOR and men positioned to defend the
SHEIK and his dominion––until the sentry
CRIED, “I yield!”

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