Untitled poem Tangled as a tattered length of twine, twisted in the mass of thoughts, frayed in the confine that is my mind.. From the back door a street light shines.. The dim yellow glow cascades a place where children played childish games, and timeless memories were made.. Reminisced in fondness, and sometimes pain.. Without shame, in spite of all that loss a lifetime cant be stolen with a frown, in this divinity, greed can never tear it down.. Demolished to the ground, all wrecked debris.. Still none of it means a damn thing cause none of it will ever touch the reality, in the scope of everything.. Theres still only love, not tragedy nothings lost to vindictive rivalry, in spite of all the savagery.. The sky is clear, and shimmering, as far as the eye can see.. Sometimes my heart skips a beat ..an overwhelming rush of all Ive ever been.. and the washing warmth of thought whispering You can never take anything from me!
Posted on: Tue, 08 Jul 2014 02:22:23 +0000
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