I’ve Got a Poe(Um, in My Pocket)

(It’s complicated.)

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In case you’ve missed it, we’re together now, me and Ed
-gar. He knows a thing or two about ravens, murder, and the

lamenting beat of a tell-tale heart. It stops, it starts, it spills
its secrets to the walls and calls its peril-portent across these

unquiet halls. I’ll make him love me, forget all about that Anna
-bel’s tin(type)tinnabulation and the cravings of casks and

masques. Louder, louder, he’ll hear my beat. I’ll bring him ’round,
-delay his threaded sound for the flesh and blood thrum of a new

war. Together, we’re an unformed arabesque scroll, a new cove
-nant in a salt kingdom by the sea. Favor me the strumming

of a lonesome cricket moon, the hungry branches of a birch that
cannot reach the sky. An usher’s fall. A trochaic door. I’ll hold him,

…………………………………………………………………………….(n)evermore.

 

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Poe-tic Asides April PAD Challenge, day 26. This is the one with all the prompts.