| wither we die
you and i
this moon and sky
below we slowly
pass by
a shape, a shadow, a cast down
glance-
those places
traces
circumstance
we help but wonder why?
i lie
cold and think of times
in glacial thaw
of parted minds-
you took my algebraic formulations
and cast them to the sky
i've always wondered why
those days look old
and fading in a book
a shelf up high
a place you'll never look
we separate from the smoke
and the smell
of buses cramed with people
burning like hell
we lost her and him and her as well--
on trails in mountains
of tears she fell
where i left her
so cold and dying in my arms
a smattering of me and my charms
"down on the ground
you can't leave me now."
and
"i haven't left you yet."
this hour glass is stuck
and upside down.. only half the sand
fell down
and yet...
i'm falling down again
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| this night came unexpected
breath of words bleed silently
we are your trees, your earth above a coffin--
dying where we lay
a night that wraps its sky around a darkened planet
where (she) left you
cold
beneath the streetlight
where her kisses died helpless in the changelings eyes
where the danger is in believing
the story dies |
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| shames the day...
roses form from yesterdayes wind... autumn fixations...
petals pass the streets we called friend~
those days hurt more
than fractured glass we call upon nothing
and get no reply
stages to slip away and die
slip away and die
i hurt you didn't i?
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| ...i am the beast that men would fear |
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| an auburn sky
reminds me this night
to where the sun
settles
arise...
taste the night  |
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