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I'm a tool pondering skyscapes. Fondling a memory Left behind On sunset marquees. It raced into the horizon like A toad on the road. A neon dream waving farewell. Exploring mindsets: An act in caressing Bloodbath tesseracts. A roundhouse rollercoaster, Spinning at velocity of perfume Hitting nasal perforations. Core memories surface along spine cutlets, No longer intrinsic Doubt. I'm settling for more. Time is a moment Too long to endure. Hindsight is A parson's lake passage; A mad monster yet to be tamed; A grain of salt to a fresh wound made; Moments of grace from a fake great ape. Blue morons slide Into Mormon jovial footsteps. Derided ice forestry into King's cloaked ancestry. A sad fisherman sailing Ceaselessly out to sea. And yet here I am Talking to you, Eyelight through obelisks In hotbox barricades. Hiding behind A past of newspapers. Headline reads 'ONLY DEVINE' 'TRADE REIGN WARNS JEWELS' 'PRINCE THREATENS ECONOMY ... AND CROWN.' Wipe the frown, Draw the sword. Don't be ignored anymore.
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Aug 22, 2017
Aug 22, 2017 at 5:17 PM UTC
Momentary Overture
I'm a tool pondering skyscapes. Fondling a memory Left behind On sunset marquees. It raced into the horizon like A toad on the road. A neon dream waving farewell. Exploring mindsets: An act in caressing Bloodbath tesseracts. A roundhouse rollercoaster, Spinning at velocity of perfume Hitting nasal perforations. Core memories surface along spine cutlets, No longer intrinsic Doubt. I'm settling for more. Time is a moment Too long to endure. Hindsight is A parson's lake passage; A mad monster yet to be tamed; A grain of salt to a fresh wound made; Moments of grace from a fake great ape. Blue morons slide Into Mormon jovial footsteps. Derided ice forestry into King's cloaked ancestry. A sad fisherman sailing Ceaselessly out to sea. And yet here I am Talking to you, Eyelight through obelisks In hotbox barricades. Hiding behind A past of newspapers. Headline reads 'ONLY DEVINE' 'TRADE REIGN WARNS JEWELS' 'PRINCE THREATENS ECONOMY ... AND CROWN.' Wipe the frown, Draw the sword. Don't be ignored anymore.
Michael-Benjamin-Walker
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Aug 22, 2017
Aug 22, 2017 at 5:17 PM UTC
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