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8. Marco Nuzzo - As Much As Ruin

She loved the feast as much as ruin, staring at the fleeting maze, Blind alleys bound in pardons, where rarefied windows blaze. Entangled in the seasons’ guile, indulgent in endemic strife, Pervaded by a languid glow, she savored synesthetic life. Epigrams turned to sound, a must indelible and raw, In presses’ flight, a subtle breach between her thighs’ soft law. Eternal is the rustle of conquest, a disaster of reprieve! A wake of yielded minds, in catalyses that weave! Through ribbons’ arc and unspoken paths, a labyrinth of deceit, Tongues of faltering verdicts, where glory and ruin meet! In the glow of tainted light, she burns, unyielding, free, A feast of ruin’s radiance, in the mind’s antalgic decree! Her revelry, a wound’s delight, in alleys brief and blind, Behind each season’s fragile mask, a chaos intertwined. A languid luminance consumes, with synesthetic tides that surge, The epigram’s unyielding drone, where presses’ must converge. A ribbon’s curve to soothe her spine, in paths that never speak, A maze of guile and glory, where judgments falter, weak. Eternal is the rustle of conquest, a disaster of reprieve! A wake of yielded minds, in catalyses that weave! Through ribbons’ arc and unspoken paths, a labyrinth of deceit, Tongues of faltering verdicts, where glory and ruin meet! In the glow of tainted light, she burns, unyielding, free, A feast of ruin’s radiance, in the mind’s antalgic decree! In the rustle of her conquest, where ribbons bind the flame, A subtle flight through thighs, where ruin stakes its claim. No verdict holds the glow, no path escapes the maze, In the feast of tainted light, she burns in endless blaze.