built up in ethers, sensless voids;
heart-felt sorrows, blistered sadness,
scarred and swallowed, well-thought madness...
after cloudless, bending rights
a flame-less fire, and starless nights,
well read, well spoken, straight edged and poised,
ignore the sounds, ignore the noise...
converse to motions,
patterns, potions,
pour it out into the ocean,
dogs and cats,
return their souls..
"we will save you!" screams the 'witness'
skin-thick bones, are wet with fitness,
running, waiting, for their graves,
a solemn tale, an even trade...
A solid pile of sweet crescendos,
a slightly pungent innuendo,
a hint, a wink, a well placed nudge,
a naughty smile, a saint is judged.
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