Come back, bring your wild
Only listen,
I'll be dizen alchemy on you
My counter curse
You've ruined this town for me
Dire.
Luster from port to port
Make sticky from high to drop with your echelon, Coil an contort.
If the whispering words get bored, Make me yours.
Backlash dreaming drunk naked
Does time ripple?
Are mistakes made?
Does your mind contract thought 300 mili seconds vital, clean, an tame?
Flails to a song Nonlinear...
(mine does)
Played the sun an moon like marbles, And watched our day decay
Rewinds and becomes dull after a few shaves
You are what I am not, Simply and illete.
We are synthetic, Magnatisim, Symptomatic of stars.
Burning and blue
I blink a quatrain in your name
My mind anomalous and pregnant with playbacks
Tame and fragrant, Lean an angular
Let our fixed characters pass us. Pause, an for once let go.
The curtain drapes... A comercial for the show.
Lauren Leigh Montano 2009
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