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Hallelujah

Dreary eyed leopard print and rings of silver.  
Parade around my feet in time  
To a forlorn child’s Taps recital.  

Thin white line. Spinning records on the front steps.  
Annies’ teeth sink into mine.  
It’s sensual in that way,  
Like turpentine.  
 
Pocket change against knees then frail and sallow  
Kicked the freight into the lane.  
I took my first breath today.  
 
Parcel nave deliver unto him a sermon.  
Hold the preacher in her haze  
And prick my tongue with her prayer,  
Hallelujah.  
 
Cherry red stain my lips with your old proverbs.  
Empty skulls and how they bled.  
Baby’s first heartbreak, The End.  
 
Encased in lead but still rings to caress my eardrums  
On the far sides of the bed.  
Faithless love in midtempo  
But until death.  
 
Raincoat stall. Hands to tremble at her glory.  
Sodden weight and beggars crawl.  
Then I learned The End, a dance hall.  
 
Barstool brawl caught inside the jukebox lager.  
She is standing ten feet tall  
Asking me to cherish this,  
Hallelujah.
Written by Vermilion_Apples
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Author's Note
I've been away for a while working on a film. I finally had some time to breathe and I wrote a poem about my relationship with music.
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