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miercuri, 16 noiembrie 2011

on the highway......doors

Beyond dark shaped hands and bridges of sand
Stay here
nearby those howling hours
Thrown at you 
muddy faces and daemonic laughs
on a Great Wheel 

Still turning the pages
to your post-phoned wishes
flirting to pillars

Quietly smoothes the chairs 
to blackned insights
on walls

Look at it!
What I've done?!
You might breathe on glowing-sparkled scent
 to fallen catalepsy’s 
or visions of screams to none...When?!
Now you'll write down elusive sights across my window pane
.....above the cloudy sky

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