A Poem in F

F

Florid, fanned flames, fearing fixations, fasten
features—foremost flailing flagellants farting fastidiously,
fractured fractals from figured faction’s failures.

Fearlessly.

Firing futuristic figurines far from flashing figs
firms fascinating figments for four-fingered fates
finally faking form from filmed faces framing folds.

Fragmented.

Fear folds flames, forming figures forgotten,
feverishly fomenting fierce firebrands, fingers
flashing forbidden fireworks—fantastic fatalities.

Forgotten.

Fixed faces, forward features flaccid, fake
fanfare flares forth fallen fortresses, feint,
fragile foundries formed from festering fissures.

F-WEB

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