Monday, March 5, 2012


Do they know you? Do they know you are here? Below the steps and up the wall Colorful and clear Rainbow trapped on the wall A fruit from Arte tree Maimed by spicy smoke From burning follicles and sliced poultry Soothed and disturbed by noon melody The preacher beyond dead fountain The dead eyes without hearts The dead minds without eyes Skeletons oscillating in time’s wind Risking everything but nothing for you

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