Endor

FLAIR of royalty replaced by disguise, the king’s night got darker.
“TRUST you?!?!? You know what Saul has done to all the Seers and
TAROT readers in the country? Hardly any of us even
EXIST anymore! Who was it you wanted to summon, anyway?”

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Thermopylae

MOUTH of the mountain pass held, tensions walking the edge of a
CLIFF, waiting for the tide of attack to come in––each
TROOP coming to terms with the inevitable, not hoping for a
FREAK stroke of luck, but eager for iron and bronze.

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Camel-Backed

CAMEL-backed topography sends your stomach through your feet:
QUITE a difference between peaks and bottoms on the curved road.
ODDLY enough, it seems to us every time, that One remains
LOYAL to vows, to promises, to love, to us.

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Dance

LUNGE across the dance floor like an electrocuted giraffe, the room changes from

GAZER into guffawer with literal spit-takes as glasses shatter around

GAUDY dresses and tuxes and shoes. Someone––anyone––please help. I, I mean, he needs it––

BADLY.

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