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Click hereTossed obtuned reflexes,
Straining life, shallow breathing
Hollow angel barking fallacies.
Snow edged potentials
buried deep within
Spring calls to dying forces
Tiny flakes entomb
the soul
Hallowed Patron
Masker
of wisdom
Turbid vizard
Who are you?
Do you know?
Sepulchred psyche, lost. . .
sterile heart
Teeming ego.
Death becomes you
dauntless surrender
procures...
dlt © March 1 2005
Yes, you are a deeper thinker. Love the word weave here. Very nice work.
Thank you ;)
hehehe I would have never guessed
if I hadn't seen an angel in a cock yard
of silken thread <grin>
Very Lit-like poetry
...you do have the touch Du,
others strive for.