A Petal Flutters
A petal flutters spirralling
Through the upper air
Like a breath upon a snow drop
Monday 25th May 2015 10:32 am
My Gilded Benign Senses
My gilded benign senses
Invesigate the cause
Of inestimable consideration
Through sacrificial doors
Return to key the time bomb
That keeps resisting fate
And building all your forces
In metal sheets of hate
Lay down upon my centre
Mine my very core
You're dredging and you're panning
An infallible consuming ore
Drain unacknowedging heathens
Of all they dare to say
If any care t...
Monday 25th May 2015 10:26 am
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