life, all you hint at is quietly secret 'neath
killing roses(freshly
deep )
and miles
and miles
of summer.
Life
you seem
slightly
rude nice
smiling
while you
place between
ribs short
pretty metal
gleaming like rivers gleam hot in your folds
shimmering steeply run frigidly quivering
through miles and miles of suddenly hills
invented thrilling sinuous bones of earth
wreathed in snow: grow more beautiful murdering
)b;yWinter's song(
through miles
and
miles.
.
.
.
.
.
,
Oct 13, 2012
Oct 13, 2012 at 4:23 PM UTC
life, all you hint at is quietly secret 'neath
killing roses(freshly
deep )
and miles
and miles
of summer.
Life
you seem
slightly
rude nice
smiling
while you
place between
ribs short
pretty metal
gleaming like rivers gleam hot in your folds
shimmering steeply run frigidly quivering
through miles and miles of suddenly hills
invented thrilling sinuous bones of earth
wreathed in snow: grow more beautiful murdering
)b;yWinter's song(
through miles
and
miles.
.
.
.
.
.
,
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