The World spins out of time
Elliptical games of snakes and ladders brandish jokers in every flop
An onlooker stares
Wishful thinking - dream like conclaves - from someone who simply cannot find the words to write his bilingual requiems
Thomas taps a forceful source - and strides the high wire vacant - he ponders thoughts like cosmonauts - bending the universe
Each word scribed like gravestone inscriptions - embossed into dusty memories - the trench foot forager falls deeper than harpoon struck anenomies and settles like the morning frost
You have no power over me
A wonderful moment disappears from the front line of everything gracious that I hold in my heart
The palpitations burn forcefields between the portals - a tangent universe reflects what I've lost
The philosophy of time travel
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ReplyDeletenormal is going to get stabbed with his own question mark.
ReplyDeleteI'm going to make a stab vest out of Edmond Scissorflaps Extended English Dictionaries Volumes 1 to 8
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