Friday, September 6, 2019

standstill

Standstill (Free Days Into Solitude)
6-25-19

Coming to an absolute standstill
Inside, outside and back inwards
We gaze for her purple haze
Our latest craze as to unbend the bow
By means of Jesuitism
Hoping that my alligator is back on his dayjob
Having freewill to create my reality
Heart yearning to be clay
The devil says I'll never get around to it
Everyday our resurrection
It's what I do in vision deep for inspiration
Come ones flying leap and a free day back into solitude
With a bird in ones hand
Goring daughter for our slaughter.....





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