Tha sky is turning Red

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I'm not sure what its about. I just started writing while in a weird state of mind yesterday. Looking for companionship i never seem to find i guess.

Submitted: July 30, 2012

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Submitted: July 30, 2012




This sky is turning red

in satin waves

of mismatched lace torn slips of brides

I used to know, sorta


We swapped saliva behind tha curtins

at a country day school for proddy fucks

wrapped in swirls like blankets weighing off

tha brass loops that tugged at beams.


And in my mind I know it happend

so I smile at tha thought

Of my hands all young and grabby

and my body screaming GO!


But we're looking for a spot to rest

and catch a little breath

by tha brook thats red with sulfer

where i nibbled on some nuts.


I've been walking with no purpose

cuz thats what these trekkers do

I'm just looking for some commrades

And I'd gladly go with you


If you'd only learn my name

and maybe use a couple terms

that would make me feel at home

in this land i guess is yours.


But this sky is turning red

And we figure its from war

So we nestle in our little hut

and lay into a sleep.

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