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>8< Hearts
twist
gleam
the red star
dream
logic in the lost
the tragic forth
the magic
lest
wander
squander
the towers
yellowed with their
warmth
the cold
turning
blood to ice
the flesh
to worlds
away
torn in the land
asunder
the lah
of living
semblance
acquaintance
dipped in her
lacquered hue
you read
through me
like a porous
note
introduction
and
where
the swift
tithe key
charm
unforgotten
unclaimed
in the corner
boxed corner
waiting
bench
and the stream
of lights
bleeding
through
each
layer
candy turns
and style burns
the blue of heavens
fingers
saves
the sinners
row
the saints
honor
..
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Comments
lovedly
Tue, 2017-10-31 15:47
yes now I know
to be treated as a poet
never go slow
when some guy like me
has nothing to mow
all unread poetry
one like me will swallow
and
you will be reborn as a poet anew
never say die
I will always come to read you