A Corpse Decomposing
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A Corpse Decomposing
Balloons
of fate
split
so diverse
touching a wound
so silhouetted
pouring my waves
so ironic
into thy circles
of His winds
so wicked
I saw
ya I saw
heresy laments
of the golden cows
did stand
by some magnetic lambs
on that raspberry shore
for the stray Cross
at the edge
of the world
lost
The looped kings
of ours
ya they've been
they were howling
beneath the opener
for the boxed dagger
in thunder
calling for the witnesses
over that promised hill
on my new-year's eve
deafly doomed
along the sunset
so glaring
and I sure was
out of my breath
Crippled restaurants
clung solely to my eyes
ya they did
they shot my naked wonders
through the distance
of His rhetorical advance
or a vision
of the seeds
that once were
straight laughed at
by seasons
without any reasons
in the mist
called Heaven
With His sins
the Birther once knew
rolling on and on
in ancient clouds
or futures outburnt
so forgotten
my nerves
so velvet
saw
my bluebirds
singing
under the universe
stepped on
by His own
absence
lost
Stripped ashtrays
over my bones
did vaguely request
my lone avenue
which had allowed
the heresy laments
of the rusted cows
to never firmly stand
by your majestic lambs
on my raspberry shore
decayed
for the Cross
split
at the edge
of the world
lost
for the life
of me.
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