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undigested thought

Poetry By: air

honestly I did not know what to call this one.
and I hope it makes even a little bit of sense lol.
to me it does of course, but that is another matter lol.

Submitted:Jul 27, 2008    Reads: 175    Comments: 11    Likes: 8   

the dwelling of matter

in undigested thought

is fed upon,

verse upon verse,

of material guise

may we be submissive in prayer

in hopes that the wise travel the sphears

of recognized thought,

and spread their wings of virtue

upon the lame?

much is said of the intent to heal and tame.

along the frame-work,

congestion blocks the Higher

cognizance of form contained in colour

denote Their signatures

in certain tones

to be revealed amongst the many.

there was the 'I' held converged inside the flame

and as a feather being lifted ever so lightly,

I am subject to mistrust

if I am ever pulled to quickly

away from the sheaths

that hide my eyes.


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