ghost husk
weird how the empty shell
just hovers there
an abandoned barrier
draped with threadbare silk
tassels tearing loose in the wind
The home of scary flowers who haunt the gardens of life
ghost husk
weird how the empty shell
just hovers there
an abandoned barrier
draped with threadbare silk
tassels tearing loose in the wind
she is teeming trying only to whisper of such lovely bliss
even if the magic flower
wanted desperately to acquiesce,
still she might always choose not
even when mah-jeeka floor-aye
was in the deepest knead to acquiesce,
in truth of will she might always defuse knot
thus is the nature of such dance
en pointe of arabesque
into the season of the dead
i guess it doesn't really matter anymore and i'm rather certain it never did.

and the aqua of the atlantic
back from ceramas
on this the longest day
plateau way above
yet not so far away
dancing c losest to sol shine
as my body can be
just as spring rain
did entrance thee
let their eyes open wide
so they may at last see
how a bounty of light
peaks into wane
until it is time
to wax again
tomorrow is parti
the host is carved
to near depletion
preakness peaked
some time ago
we slide slick
as muddy waste
down the ravaged
mountainside
eager and head long
into inevitable decay
destroying everything
that gets in our way
just before infinity
so many words
one is not supposed to say
so many ways to fake it
but few are the ways
to take it thoroughly inside
and love completely
what you make of it
senchadeepscarbluezennwynlyt
close
tight
those
phrases
bursting
open
and
torn
apart
is space the logos we trace?
while we ride through the wires
bit after four
they rastad the bed
of the chrysler
the diamond slicer
supreme splicer
jagged most icer
don’t forget to nice rice her
pair of dice twice stir
in paradise thrice occur
if you linger for a bit
and stand just so
leaning on the smooth-worn rails
of the bridge of evermore
you can c learly hear every song
every possible song
very nearly all at once
as they play upon the winds
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