Thursday, June 28, 2012

Back To Death

Nails falling
hammers in the attic
pictures floating
speakers screaming static
sky filling orange
while the ocean spits green
clouds glowing sunlight
while Ice gives off steam.
When time ticks backwards
And the current pulls the moon
the ground will break liquid
while the sand glasses smooth.
And your heart will move your muscles
while your brain sits on your sleeve
over thinking over sinking
with a t-shirt to mislead.
Photos of frames
recipes for names
burning rain
And white water stains...
...cleanse.



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