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Curvature; White ceramic twist of oak, Spiralling Signature, A patented flick of the wrist Inspiring Art, catalyst For words framed In triptych: A bone forest, constructed from all the skeletons...
Once upon a never, I lived on Spinner's End; Narrow, black buildings, Lined up around the bend. My house was near that Of a man I deeply hated; A man who didn't own a hat To cover his mane, so matted.
Found an old writing, didn't liked how it was, decided to tweak it around... Be honest, this is new version of Beautiful Rejections...
Standing on top of the mountain, I took a long and deep breath, taking in the beauty.
Slithering over the gallows of an overcast night, I was not too enthralled of your loss in grace.
As I drive into the frozen abyss, I leave the world that I know is mine; I enter a land in subtle soft focus, Another place, another forgotten time.
Spinning colors,. Under the glass mirrors. of a kaleidoscope,. Slipping under until. you lit me on fire with your love & hope,. In sequence with very heart beat,. Burned by the heat,.
Children fight the light,. Dogs dark and bark,. Dreaming a screaming,. Drink her wink,. Music in your head,. Beats to excite the dead,. Those colours and sounds,. Those anchors and hounds,.
Panic inside my mind, Air & time & the rest I'm blind. Imagination & fantasies hold their binds. Nightmares & dreams look me in the eyes. Taking a word & bringing it to life.
My world is a fantasy, A fiction land, a dream, My world is a bag of ideas, Bursting at the seams.
The crows' calls are like screams in the morning, Ringing out their ugly warnings, The clouds so dark it's like a new day isn't dawning, No waking up to stretching and yawning.