A fissure in a Dark Place.

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"If you lay there, brushing hands
With angels of your imagination"

Submitted: January 09, 2007

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Submitted: January 09, 2007

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Put down the lid, of reality

Take the ride down

To that place

where you

lay a verdict here

 

A place to make, a

niche in the existence

Of faeries, flowers

Fawns and forget-me-nots

 

A fissure in the minds

Of sinister and luminous

Into something you can’t touch

Just a feeling

 

If you lay there, brushing hands

With angels of your imagination

there is yours, more than

anyone can give

 

Hiding behind a pale layer

of skin stretched over

thoughts never betrothed

by anyone ’cept you.


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