Thursday, March 10, 2011

Break

Drowned in the blue ether of influence
Invisible currents reach beyond the afterlife
Of a repressed partner

Past present and future tense
Working harder, and harder

A feeble recognition drips hand in hand
A lonely representation
In violently halved sacrifice

That washes in idle intuition
Worried and not half enticed

The influence needs to crash and break
Red blood of memory returning veins to life
Beyond the death of afterlife

Conclusions disappearing on the wake
Breaking you, after your life

Until that time comes
And the rain stops

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