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Sketch us a world In between your fingers Magical and alien While the forest lingers In your eyes Humanity is hidden beneath our scales Vicious and scathing Like those blue orbits Beaded on your wings Darling We are made of nightmares Ink stained on our bended spines We carry the pains of everyday Lodged in a golden pocket in our cranium We are fused in a tunnel of unknowing Spiraling into a forbidden future Our tongues the stems of black roses We speak the language of revelations Our speech is hypersonic Vaporizing the surfaces of minds We’ve come to conquer and rule As we swallow the diamonds That blooms from your knowledge Wisdom is depicted on our bones Layered on the mural of your heart Watch us twist our alabaster bodies While we dance to your art Inside this world you’ve sketched for us |
Now, this is a painting I like. I love the dark shades of blue and gold contours emanating throughout. And the language used is magnificent. I really enjoy reading your work a lot. It's exactly like something I would write. | Posted on 2016-10-21 00:00:00 | by Paradox | [ Reply to This ] | |