5356.an issue of perspective

November 30, 2015 § Leave a comment

your tracery is shuttered,
blind to the wall that keeps you in or out.

5355.emanating tunnel

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no need to hold on to substance,
heaven is without want.

5354.herald of the winter

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a 50 ft. winding icicle.
it’s not splendor if it’s dead.

5353.surrounding world

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with no details, you impugn
you ask for it all and turn off.

5352.a never ending heaven

November 29, 2015 § Leave a comment

he doesn’t know where he is in his timeline,
but in location, he’s finding his way up above.

5351.shooting stars

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how they bleed when they leave the sky
and we do it to kill time and our guns are so much fun.

5350.the onslaught of life

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spring brings it’s hoard
and clutters nature with everything and grace.

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