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All my things fall away like the loose satin of a slip Endless in its descent and completely free of conviction Mindless in its priorities and forgiving of the moonlight Sleepy in the silence of the twilight of the night Who gives the prayer to the dark of the day Who tells of the travellers that come sneaking up my way Who takes the shame, burns away my sight How in the endeavour of the endless I will fight Diamonds in the rough I take with me in my wound Glossing over the sunny sands of the eternal dunes Cry to the ravens, cry and cry me over Speed in the tightest spaces of the greed of cover Sap me in the daylight and perhaps one day it will Crawl me in the yonder life and keep me ever still Race me and chase me, dire in all my needs Frightened and silenced from all that I may see Grip my heightened perception undulating in the springs Amass me the corporations and the grit of insomniac swings Trite in the hive groans, implicit in their destruction Give me all the room to take in these emotions Flat and back, flatten the back, Tie in the seashores and pull in the ocean Fight for the sunrise and take in the sky I need nothing more than to see that winding light.
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Apr 26, 2011
Apr 26, 2011 at 5:56 AM UTC
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All my things fall away like the loose satin of a slip Endless in its descent and completely free of conviction Mindless in its priorities and forgiving of the moonlight Sleepy in the silence of the twilight of the night Who gives the prayer to the dark of the day Who tells of the travellers that come sneaking up my way Who takes the shame, burns away my sight How in the endeavour of the endless I will fight Diamonds in the rough I take with me in my wound Glossing over the sunny sands of the eternal dunes Cry to the ravens, cry and cry me over Speed in the tightest spaces of the greed of cover Sap me in the daylight and perhaps one day it will Crawl me in the yonder life and keep me ever still Race me and chase me, dire in all my needs Frightened and silenced from all that I may see Grip my heightened perception undulating in the springs Amass me the corporations and the grit of insomniac swings Trite in the hive groans, implicit in their destruction Give me all the room to take in these emotions Flat and back, flatten the back, Tie in the seashores and pull in the ocean Fight for the sunrise and take in the sky I need nothing more than to see that winding light.
© Helios Rietberg, April 2011
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Apr 26, 2011
Apr 26, 2011 at 5:56 AM UTC
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