Cacophony

Witness the simplest dream weaving its way toward truth.
Signalling defeat: deft, supple caress
Recreating His joy with simplest most beautiful toy.
Designing siege horses with blinds on their oaken eyes.
Ancient enemy the fortress' inhabitants bemoan.
A lyric out on loan.

Crash, clatter and bang and splash.
What's blood is blood; loud and deafening crash.
Cacaphony of design.
Bridging the broken spine.
A wolverine in self-defeat.
A seamless lyric makes ends meat.
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I'm writing about the frustration of writing. It's a theme I've used many times. The previous poem Witness is an evolution of this.