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at the gallery, than the guilliuotine
Contributed by
feathercut
on
Saturday, 18th June 2005 @ 11:42:39 AM in AEST
Topic:
abstract
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A grey drift of a man A purpose without reason An Honorable soldier, in a casket A day that is new
A torchered love, spine collapsing into the corner of a junked space a tower rising above his beating heart Light touching his silent eyes
No suprise Only fear
a trembling case as the music pulls against the veins, bawling through the cracks of her violin A child's shaking hands, mothered in the violent wake of a dream nose bruised, blood dripping lights freezing No suprise, Only fear
A meadow bedded in violets swaying in the wind a song rising in his chest and pulling at his knees a cross held by a vampire a blind child reaching No suprise Only fear
A generation banished from the sun the cold shiver of the hold of a sinking chard replacing blood taming body to time leashes tied, eyes are gone no suprise only fear
Bodies thrown on eachother music rythymed in forced respiration
A Death bed, lovers covered No suprise, Only fear
I gaze and bath in your deep A glow that cant be kept try to keep try to keep try to keep Only fear
Copyright ©
feathercut
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2005-06-18 11:42:39] (Date/Time posted on
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