The sun set like a collapsing pavalova
Shadows fled to coming night
Stretching tendrilled fingers
Snails pressing for the finish line
I was bathing in liquid colour
The effervescent blood of a hemoraging day
Brushed clean by the feather-strokes of waking moths
Still dizzy from day spent abed
Somehow I am relaxed
As stars wink their way into existance
And the moon races to catch up
Somehow I know
He will never give up trying
And never succeed,
Thursday, April 03, 2008
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To slumber And not be tossed about Like an incomplete formula In the mind of a mathematician Is a good thing The solution Lies in reme...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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Late It's practically done, more or less Plus or minus it's my best Effort if you squint and side-eye It. I'm sure it will get b...
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