mending the snow
has now become knitting white
to frost
as lost kingdoms navigate
from their obscurity -
hosting the hours of our doom
to decades of joy and inertia ...
even as you really love someone
on purpose... you forget
someone.
and all
is come undone !
from a kernel of honey
as ever was.
barking madly at false gods, while -
nipping at the heel of
Unhealing wounds...
all havoc and have at It
where the true wrong
believes You.
a sting of happiness
dashed against the stubborn
fuss of tossed rocks.
the milk of shadow....
clawing at the way you forget
a glowing medallion
of aching wisdom
And henpecked stars Henpecked.
a clutch of hit squad horseshoes, lucky in the dark.
the blue navel of a certain monotony
that jibes with your Apologies...
and a long Pause
A Lost -
Art
Founding the Church
of a Lost
Cause
and every Wednesday in a Box
of course.
hurrah !
Oct 30, 2016
Oct 30, 2016 at 4:54 AM UTC
mending the snow
has now become knitting white
to frost
as lost kingdoms navigate
from their obscurity -
hosting the hours of our doom
to decades of joy and inertia ...
even as you really love someone
on purpose... you forget
someone.
and all
is come undone !
from a kernel of honey
as ever was.
barking madly at false gods, while -
nipping at the heel of
Unhealing wounds...
all havoc and have at It
where the true wrong
believes You.
a sting of happiness
dashed against the stubborn
fuss of tossed rocks.
the milk of shadow....
clawing at the way you forget
a glowing medallion
of aching wisdom
And henpecked stars Henpecked.
a clutch of hit squad horseshoes, lucky in the dark.
the blue navel of a certain monotony
that jibes with your Apologies...
and a long Pause
A Lost -
Art
Founding the Church
of a Lost
Cause
and every Wednesday in a Box
of course.
hurrah !
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