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Arco Transept Aug 2017
Like deeply lake, the boat
over the waved
is silence that indite
drizzle;
     To name I from your edge.

Like a deeply  lake, the boat
over the estuary
is death recreated
From streamed you're :
      Landing on body I into the arms.

2017
Arco Transept Aug 2017
Under the sunset
People busy the mirror looked
Your within.
I am still here
A broken mirror arranged
Because I no longer seen
A baby's face
Who not know how to frown once
because a heart broken.

Under the sunrise
Aggressively people in
Defend and keep alive for self.
While I continued to felt the stretch the sense throne of
Never folded which,
Because I not find myself yet, but this fire keeps licked.

2017
Arco Transept Aug 2017
He ate everything in the graying head.

Except the devil and his covenant with God.
Arco Transept Aug 2017
"Why didn't the moon wane?"

Because there,
there was one
who kept hail
his name in a panting
breath and faltering
in the wound that had an affectionate noise.

He can't touch of Kayla's memory
The woman who had been a light
in the full moon
absolute of self-hunt
Death that slipped
from the back aside
softly begin, parting before.

Finally, there are just a fume
of adamantium
that no longer whiff of blood,
leaving a damp smell of wood,

"Because, there are no more weapons in the valley."

2017
Arco Transept Aug 2017
The ship slowing down,the vehicle people's entered, a man calls calmed the roar of current on chest split the sound of trumpets.

Many ships in the harbor, and always crossing straits of ripples the heaviest, but they always far away, such as islands that captured by the ocean, the memories floated.

Sea's always blue, like lip beaten
Tongue's closer
Want to say missed​
Longing front of the deck,
but the wind dreadful you're.

One day you catch the sea,
grabbed eye's with no edge, sums up distance that creates but nevertheless

2017

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