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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
... [
2005-06-18 11:42:39] (Date/Time posted on
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