Monday, July 8, 2013


Mom and Pop shop under the block,
Baby's in back with a bottle of blue.
Cornered by stars blazing out a new trail.
Solemn is secretly starting anew.

Equally distant and equally whole.
Silence is golden when silver is loud.
Learning to fulfill a much greater role. 
Shadow is darker when under a shroud.

Switched off; what is my folly?
Why be I the record broke?
I've housed myself inside your body,
swinging from your bloody rope.

At last I plummet from the cliff,
and settle in the stench of death.
I struggle to my feet, legs stiff,
To take my first eternal breath.

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