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Dream a dream in leather-bound Sheets as white as wedding gowns Trace endless streets as riverrun On alleys, veins back and down Cigarette mornings, sun’s crown is passed Onward! To destinations! Calmly, into nothing goes on the last And ever on so fast. Steam does lift off the shadows cast Off the blinding sky, perfect, pale-skin white From my empty room Troy-maiden appeared Verse tattooed on belly white, limbs so lithe. Ere long, the throbbing thing, the pen Passed and rent the soul to send My crafted love in the sallow morn The devils therefrom that are born Knows not best torture me With outright attacks and battery But that time and brooding are Whips and chains—evoke his dignity All it took to collapse his frame.
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Sep 18, 2014
Sep 18, 2014 at 12:49 AM UTC
Cigarette Morning
Dream a dream in leather-bound Sheets as white as wedding gowns Trace endless streets as riverrun On alleys, veins back and down Cigarette mornings, sun’s crown is passed Onward! To destinations! Calmly, into nothing goes on the last And ever on so fast. Steam does lift off the shadows cast Off the blinding sky, perfect, pale-skin white From my empty room Troy-maiden appeared Verse tattooed on belly white, limbs so lithe. Ere long, the throbbing thing, the pen Passed and rent the soul to send My crafted love in the sallow morn The devils therefrom that are born Knows not best torture me With outright attacks and battery But that time and brooding are Whips and chains—evoke his dignity All it took to collapse his frame.
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Sep 18, 2014
Sep 18, 2014 at 12:49 AM UTC
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