UNKNOWN SHADOWS IN THE TASTE
Hours grow as fields of corn
stranded sundrenched this
my only corpse
Talons forge their steel
gripping that mistaken sanity
Backs turned to the execution wall
learning metered shelter
glimpse burns as the pages frown
static lands warp
changelings dance
Around my bare feet
rich soothing light brown earth
tiny sticky days
droop to stoop
then in motion slow
fall
Ants in fascination swarm
tasted by this force
my force
oh such a tired river
Breached this canvas painted
slumps across some narrow branch
breaking a small piece of monument moss
free from the position once graced
Tired
from a necklace persuade in ancient years
beads brilliant sewn together
with youths idle strolling day
patterns strewn across scaled skies
loop as silent oceans in mountainous sighs
graded urged attended by threats slice
Tired
Traded tormented tirade
positions on boards
become cemetery graves
Sweet this tested way
IF VERY VERY VERY SILENT
THEY WHISPER
BENEATH THAT DEPTH WHICH BLINDS
THEÂ CROWN
listen
they whisper
NOW
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Comments
Oh wow this is a nice piece espessialy the ending such great powerfull and abstract wisdom.
really enjoyed
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thankxfor such kind comments