When it is past 2 A.M. we have no use for reason.
compose the current of the body and listen to its brunt
when to be X-ed for falling, hide within its sallow coordinate.
gun the engine. Let the smoke brag about our
distance suchlike a probative burden.
away from here is the loveliest day
it’s definitive to quit a resolution:
no more of waste / shelter may mean a contrast between
most days alone and some days with
a dignifying versus --- when it is finally done,
see me through a jaundiced eye|
a hand labored from, exhausted and besieged|
no longer someone’s your conflicting a possible
afterlife this one, and another one --- else between a rock and
a place leaden
your heart downed by its tending to prove
what object you have no use for.
you like the sound of this, don’t you?
Jun 3, 2016
Jun 3, 2016 at 12:45 AM UTC
When it is past 2 A.M. we have no use for reason.
compose the current of the body and listen to its brunt
when to be X-ed for falling, hide within its sallow coordinate.
gun the engine. Let the smoke brag about our
distance suchlike a probative burden.
away from here is the loveliest day
it’s definitive to quit a resolution:
no more of waste / shelter may mean a contrast between
most days alone and some days with
a dignifying versus --- when it is finally done,
see me through a jaundiced eye|
a hand labored from, exhausted and besieged|
no longer someone’s your conflicting a possible
afterlife this one, and another one --- else between a rock and
a place leaden
your heart downed by its tending to prove
what object you have no use for.
you like the sound of this, don’t you?
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