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I do not weep
For things I have not seen
Temporary warm winds of October   
Crows preaching silence    
Two bored nymphs    
Remembering
Disfigured seasons    
Shadows
as long as sun-
Flower    
One thought, one symbol.    
*
*
*
   
Outside
The rain beat
Ten-thousand lashes    
Against confessional screens    
Washing chalk tattoo from grin to grief    
Shrunk beneath rainbow leaves    
A mausoleum of regrets
Fettered dust    
Fading in solitary crib    
The heart in lust.    
*
*
*
 
I dug
Through the soft earth    
Soaked in dark maple    
An architecture of cluttered bones    
Mismatched loins
Revealing dark seed    
Bleeding
Rust in doom    
Lain still before virginal snow    
A tangled taste of
Bittersweet.    
*
*
*
   
I looked away    
Holding shards of the night    
In my hands    
   
Tomorrow
           Perhaps.    
   
Layla
Written by Layla
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