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Stay in normal haze they say-
That breaking sound,when bones give way-
Chance is dressed in color now-
So you can crawl,a dog on ground-
Get yours baby,its calling you-
Get that role to play the fool-
A mind like skipping vinyl spin-
Static moves like living wind-
Touch the dust upon moth wing-
Pray for flight,or banshee screams-
The soft ,and subtle beautiful sound-
Of all existence fading out...
That breaking sound,when bones give way-
Chance is dressed in color now-
So you can crawl,a dog on ground-
Get yours baby,its calling you-
Get that role to play the fool-
A mind like skipping vinyl spin-
Static moves like living wind-
Touch the dust upon moth wing-
Pray for flight,or banshee screams-
The soft ,and subtle beautiful sound-
Of all existence fading out...
Published 4th Nov 2015
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6th Nov 2015 1:47am
"Chance is dressed in color now-
So you can crawl,a dog on ground- "
~froze a sec reading this one.. can relate and grimace all the same ..you gotts powers JS!
Poignant flow & great dark word combos.
seems most restless souls do solace on thoughts of that fade, myself included.. the desired [pain] relief
in darkness is heavily felt at end.. enjoyed!
curtsies to your night, sweet poet,
~d
So you can crawl,a dog on ground- "
~froze a sec reading this one.. can relate and grimace all the same ..you gotts powers JS!
Poignant flow & great dark word combos.
seems most restless souls do solace on thoughts of that fade, myself included.. the desired [pain] relief
in darkness is heavily felt at end.. enjoyed!
curtsies to your night, sweet poet,
~d
6th Nov 2015 3:06am
