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Such an empty sky Countless pensive glances are Over and over Swallowed swift, before their time If only I could keep them
The end of the road A distance we all travel Darkness as moonlight Spreads over stone and flowers That litter our path ahead
My Grandfather’s last dream In a deep sea of white, heavy thun… Until a peaceful respite blinks What will it bring? Will the rain… With their piercing showers, will…
The words are muffled and shifting… The pounding won’t stop, the fraye… I hold onto a thread, a little blu… The tension is mine; it is a pain… Frenzied energy drains from my fin…
To puddle one’s words Few are willing to admit Myself least of all To fall and land upon earth Closer to Earth than before?
Tiny flashing lights Figures entwine together Closer and closer ‘closer than ever’ they say Beside our computer screens
Lofting lazily Enter murky depths of feel Quivering eyelids Two heavy from the weight of The thoughts that lead me astray
Fresh Seattle rain Cleanser more of soul than streets I envy that sound Such simple pure harmony Don’t forget that umbrella!
I pray for the day When my mind is clear Silence, sweet silence Schemes and impulses forgone To live without a shadow
The mind of a girl That swirling vertex of bright Is unreachable So we put up these steel walls When we could have built a bridge!
Why does music speak Without line or threads of time We plug ourselves in Forming an echo cocoon Never wanting to come out
Self-expressional Crooked poster on the wall Self-intentional Will you shatter, will you fall? Who will fix your frame of old?
Perplexity breathes Into the hearts of all men In heart beat matters We shy our true intent like An elephant in the vent
Archaic toiling Through endless character streams To drown deeper still Beneath black and white waters Until I breathe symbolly
The spotlight glares down Bright, bright, sight, sight My cloak swiftly surrounds White, White, Swish, Swish, The fabric shell billows but stays
