Minotaur short poem

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Blue has me full sway
a tide of it
clingy as gelatin
moving me in short shifts
and I without excitement
wonder where

I tried falling in love
my creepy overstuffed stare
some non-commercial beauty
seeming unspoiled
I’m not
what she would choose
and I’m not so blue
to actually intrude

the razor blade
is far away
beyond the abyss of bed
so I float into
the upswelling nutrient rush
from the yawning
chasm of food
salute the idol of idle
shooting zombies
puzzling over current events

it’s not my body
but my muse that must die
that irritating salt itch
which won’t let alone
the decalcified bones of imagination
stacked shin deep
on the sand-smeared floor

so I groan
a haunting tone
lifts from maze and soaks
into the surrounding marsh
beware this place
more than a mere maid trap
a diagram
of an artist brought low

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a poet from Seattle Washington USA. His poetry has appeared in print in publications such as Bellowing Ark, Point Nopoint, and most recently in Contraposition magazine. When not writing poetry he is a Human Resources professional, a repentant glutton, and a novelist specializing in the weird-fiction genre.
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Brilliant. Excellent execution of rhythm, thought and imagery.