Tuesday, October 18, 2011

The Occult

Out-searched oval organized famine in all sorts of directions
reaching to galaxies glazing grape vines and shadows alike
no man or woman can ever shake slumbers slipping slower
such as snow flipping flowers over and over touching the
older and sacrifice the light that foraged caverns darkness.
Cowardice climbing covert copulations creating clouds
crouching credence.

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