To hold your heart, trained and influenced
On my trail, a silhouette
holding smoke,
mine to barter with
some item that is not yours.
A shadow of grain in the sticky
thorny roots.
Smoke from the barn's tantric fuselage,
below space, to think
or in gestures, recreate.
As to observation,
most of all is dark.
I'm spoken to.
Nov 15, 2014
Nov 15, 2014 at 8:33 AM UTC
To hold your heart, trained and influenced
On my trail, a silhouette
holding smoke,
mine to barter with
some item that is not yours.
A shadow of grain in the sticky
thorny roots.
Smoke from the barn's tantric fuselage,
below space, to think
or in gestures, recreate.
As to observation,
most of all is dark.
I'm spoken to.
Tragedy
