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Drilling downwards the rain trills Drying the lips of pedestrian swells Forcing them home with tired eyes Turning them into shells A spliffed saturation detracts Leaves distant the leaves of desks Murals erased which defaced The face of corporal incorporateness Teeth jitter under stress The news remains a stick Blood on wrists shows they lived The angel of virtue forgives Tease lattes air of grey Everyone reeks of debt Shackle and clacks tracks of day A Skytrain stradles slats Schoolyards summon children come The sound calls from under reign They grit their teeth and fall inline Into a trailer with chilled wet brains They trace the carpet in tiny rocks Castings of granite teeth grinding through socks Eggs of serpents in their boots Stolen candy from their thoughts Sails have set to other seasons When skies reveal cobalt seas A hidden feeling becomes renewed They'll soon forget these rain filled days When mortal hearts had blued |
Your imagery is awsome...the flow is a bit off but it is a very good read...doesnt make me want to vacation there though :)....i loved the first stanza .... AL | Posted on 2006-04-17 00:00:00 | by Amanda Lynn | [ Reply to This ] | |