Tuesday, 3 June 2014

Strike!

(spoken )6 days ...now seven months.. still no word ...
Crashing down can't believe it's come to this
 Still no word, life shrouded in the mist Circumstancial providence, reasonable disaster,
 may you have a wild run drenched in screaming laughter.

      Too late and too early
 This coin does not have a side Only faces each of failure forcing me to stranger places
 Fear these thoughts for they are yet unseen
 This melody you have heard be it But a dream 

Back away from the tidal waves
 Burn it down before you can be saved Ignorance is the lifelong gift
For knowledge is wounding and deceptive
 No one to fight but the battles never ending
 You want another copy well this is what I'm sending
 a throwback throw you back into the eye of the storm Murderous beauty Rose and the thorn

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