Thursday, July 17, 2008

Fragments

Spraying wildly into those tender folds
those crashing wet waves

Strings curled round my tone deaf nightmares
stop the harmony
just play that minor chord

Close the last fluttering shutter
just suffocate them
or we'll be late

Bloody twisted horns
tickling simple harmonies

Let yourself follow
Let yourself hedonize
this seduction is only temporary

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