Falling,
Spiraling
Abyss eats a corpse
Darkness becomes friend
Iron and manure placed on pulse points whiffing perfume
Are those roots dancing with devil?
Wine passed around me, you and the thing
Intoxicate make dizziness newest dance craze
Mildew surrounds senses sun up, sun down
Dredging up past lives
Tears fall upon earth watering weeds, perhaps wild strawberries
When organic, lies we hear
Promises never kept
How ironic living can be
Parading facades about town
Will children learn
Will earth morn
Will we ever be alive
Just a piece of sand blowing in wind
Beautiful flowers, or are they
Children will forget
How much that makes us weep
Watching, listening, roll over and over and over
I’ve had enough
Blind with light
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