Joker and a Royal Flush

Ghosts for a season subdue
The tender parts of you,
Sheltering storm clouds with a kiss,
And the diabolic perimeter;

Swirls the sunset,
Bleeds in the bath,
Breaking bones;
Casting stones,

And an irate, Catholic priest
Forces subjugation, retaliatory
An omniscient star,
Falling from heaven;

Wormwood,
Cast into a sea of poverty,
Collecting the dust of its inheritance;
Chasing after its own tail.

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