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Darkness holds the silence The abyss has been staring Not beckoning; apathy Such is our worth Just stardust in the wind Swirls, a song doesn't sing Leaves fall with only a breath Crickets mate, but not chirp Loose floorboard move Squicklessly beneath feet Instruments play furiously Pages are turned, flipped Orchastrated harmony A crowd plays for a crowd Applauding in silence An accident in time Cars flip, moving slow Horrifyingly in frame Metal ripping flesh No one says a word Clouds hang dark, heavy Leviathans crisscrossing the sky Lightning flashes battles between Expecting thunderous booms That never come, still landing One of millions, upon millions Spinning around stars Flinging dust here and there A roller coaster crashing Giving voice to the noise Insects on a planet's bowl The sky, heavens well above Aren't not listening They simply are working Spinning threads from lives Ants don't worry the clouds Climbing over themselves Concerned only with their bits Digging and building, constantly Never looking up, nary a sound Planets collide, building rocks Striking comets from dust Gases drift, twinkling bits Orbits decay and sway From holes, explode Just floating in the sea Maybe my hair drifts Like my thoughts, or bits Where the current slides me Water covers my ears I watch the bowl of the sky Laying on, in its marble As it rolls down a slow drain In to a ball of burning fire On the outskirts of silence
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Mar 4, 2015
Mar 4, 2015 at 11:08 PM UTC
Silent Virtue to the Stars
Darkness holds the silence The abyss has been staring Not beckoning; apathy Such is our worth Just stardust in the wind Swirls, a song doesn't sing Leaves fall with only a breath Crickets mate, but not chirp Loose floorboard move Squicklessly beneath feet Instruments play furiously Pages are turned, flipped Orchastrated harmony A crowd plays for a crowd Applauding in silence An accident in time Cars flip, moving slow Horrifyingly in frame Metal ripping flesh No one says a word Clouds hang dark, heavy Leviathans crisscrossing the sky Lightning flashes battles between Expecting thunderous booms That never come, still landing One of millions, upon millions Spinning around stars Flinging dust here and there A roller coaster crashing Giving voice to the noise Insects on a planet's bowl The sky, heavens well above Aren't not listening They simply are working Spinning threads from lives Ants don't worry the clouds Climbing over themselves Concerned only with their bits Digging and building, constantly Never looking up, nary a sound Planets collide, building rocks Striking comets from dust Gases drift, twinkling bits Orbits decay and sway From holes, explode Just floating in the sea Maybe my hair drifts Like my thoughts, or bits Where the current slides me Water covers my ears I watch the bowl of the sky Laying on, in its marble As it rolls down a slow drain In to a ball of burning fire On the outskirts of silence
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Mar 4, 2015
Mar 4, 2015 at 11:08 PM UTC
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