Wednesday, June 15, 2011

ensconsed

separate the boundary together
the secret is what the step means
strode across in rich robes
you on one side, me on the other
victory is in glimpsing half-light
colored as one would be carrying
empty truths
facilitating electric passage
through tubes lying there on the floor
we dance the electric dance
visionaries of the crystal formed
because or often after, languished
history lesson in a half-life
curtailed continue, rational positive
we exist just to demonstrate
the difference between right and wrong
kissing together alone
in a room time beckoned for us
in a house that we never left
we wash eachother in eternal sunlight
baying boundaries to fact and absolution
indifference and close collection
of all our parts
together they form a map
we are alive, signifying illumination
although nothing can be done
we are trapped by death

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