Thursday, January 05, 2006



Hasten the hollow
Lost design
Circled and filtered
Begging some soft and silken
Now we’re building
Sunken through some soft tomorrow
Lost inside –
This shallow weakened time
Pilfered, lagging faith
Gone fretfully, fearfully,
Finally blind
Hastening through
Hastening proof
Of forgotten molded tombs
Relinquishing room
Pardoned our pilot, on
Some subtle tower
Fallen –
In a moment, sneak to peak,
To a fashion that’s waned
Herald our disguise
Herald our
Emerald eyes
Dawning in misdirection
Cold leaking
By terrorized lines
We hasten this hollow
Lost design.

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