Matterhorn

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It's easier to walk around the mountain.

Submitted: April 02, 2017

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You and me, not to be,

vouge adorned, Matterhorn.

This is it, your deepest pit?

Soft in doubt, I run around,

 

while four stargaze, wrapped in sound,

the red cartwheels, day night and gold.

and how they walk raised, with no time to fold,

a dream that mists, their eyes to sleep

 

 and Hornlieridge, where they climb

snapdragon edge, sun sea and time.

The glacier bed, eagles mime,

as the moon steals earth, and four skydive.

 

The Rootless fields, mothers tend

and children see deserts, through white clouds.

"In this new world," the rest would read,

but as sand falls down,

the children see,

the children see.

 

you and me, not to be,

vague adorned, Matterhorn.

This is it, your deepest pit?

soft in doubt,

 

we run around,

we run around.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


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