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SøułSurvivør
Poems
Mar 2014
black bees...
In pace with our various disciplines
We walk over cracking tile
Pretending it is
just more ice...
Black bees angle for the sharp taste
Of esoteric flowers, their honey
Pungent...
As the smell of
midnight
Reading from borrowers
Their books bought
And paid for
I make my
Own
Analysis
And look no longer
For my forgotten
Dream.
Solaces from memory of things
Done badly, the light pierces
Down... silver light laces
The green.
The heart repairs itself
And then is fractured
Once again. ..
By looking
Too long
At the
Moon.
Towers of stone grow over living flesh
But then disolve in rot...
Never to mark
its
passing
.
.
.
Soul Survivor
2002
O wrote this years ago in an
Exercise of free form
Random thought
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