ever
is the starkly marked,
prints imprinted on our minds,
making effulgent day so dark
for now
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ever
is the starkly marked,
prints imprinted on our minds,
making effulgent day so dark
for now
For now
I will remain
silent....because it is
a virtue that will bring to me...
freedom.
freedom
does it exist?
Or is it illusion;
an elaborate trick? Are we
so blind?
So blind
is the dark night:
An enigma amongst
the vibrant stars, waiting to be
defined.
defined
in the night light
your shadow pursues me
seeking direction to my heart
your there
you're there
amongst the stars,
winking at me through the
blank expanse of space. Knowing I
miss you...
miss you...
two words define
the existence of our
relationship and yet remain
hollow.
Hollow
rang mad hoof beats,
Crane turned: God! What followed?
Darkness alive, Grim Death it cheats--
heads beats...
heads beats
with the wind caught
madly cheating it all
swiftly galloping to the end
haunting
haunting
memories drift
as smoke caught in the dead
air of forgotten dreams. I sniff
them in...
them in
an empty house
fourth floor back left win...
a ghost so evil dwelled, no mouse
aroused...
inspired by the short story Fourth Floor Back
aroused
the flower smiled
ignited in brillance
arrayed in laughter and delight
nature
Nature
spoke to me, in
a voice with such fervour
as is enrapt, driving my sins
therein.
"...therein
lies the question"
he said, although I did
not hear the point. I nod, and so
agree
agree
on everything
regardless of belief
avoid discussions and conflict
yeah right