Wednesday, September 5, 2012


Eruptions in the dirt
Explosions in the sun
The rain evaporates
Into dust carries on the
Wind covering the good
With the bad preceding
The darkness of a day
Long night of a night’s
Long torment that walks
The desolate floors &
Moans silently so as
Not to wake the fear
That haunts our dreams
With the things no one
Understands or dares
Look in the face every
Breath a hollow labor
That tires & exhausts
Our meager reserves
That helps to endure
An irrational curiosity
Makes us sweat in
Our sleep twitchin’ in
The throws of an un
Common desire


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