Poem -
Running the blade
Fingers
Something in the dark today
not in the lipsticks on displayÂ
not in the scars which played the musicÂ
not inside that vacant moment hung in venting starlight
killed in the debit of love
Something in the dark today
not followed or following Gods created shadowsÂ
which lie shattering shattered amongst the bitten needlesÂ
something squared and squeezed tight
dramatic virginal hysterical light
times dusty approaching yet glass and diamond grey
mystery myselfÂ
hollow as watching cloudless thighs
something in the dark today
that loaded finer thing
now despite desire being the wounded hero
words which bled onto the fainting paper
something in the dark today
an echoÂ
me
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Comments
Hello terry terri ZO.
Echo all day long?
Umm...
Where will your space be?
Actually, that's quite cool...
Is it a one Echo show?
​​​​​​If we happen to run into each other...
Are you thinking you mean when you run into me?
I accept that...
May I echo with you?
Great write!
Thank you for sharing...
sparrowsong
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