sordid silhouette
sing sigh's
savage grace
tongues akimbo
a pink laughter booms over silent cloudy grays
(the day's sister
was all the same
differently purple
in that way which
so is the night)
in such was the straight little pickets
onebyonebyonebyonebyone
marching in oscillating
still
-ness
Apr 29, 2010
Apr 29, 2010 at 9:13 PM UTC
sordid silhouette
sing sigh's
savage grace
tongues akimbo
a pink laughter booms over silent cloudy grays
(the day's sister
was all the same
differently purple
in that way which
so is the night)
in such was the straight little pickets
onebyonebyonebyonebyone
marching in oscillating
still
-ness
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