Monday, August 26, 2013

I Am What I Came For

Continuous rain
I beseech thee unholy cloud....
Depend on the light, the giver of spirit within
Not from the earth now 
That has become more painfully real

Than ever I feared it could be. 

Angel of death, I need you. 
To shut my eyes when you close your wings. 

Shadows of the earthly passing
The three line cross... 
Bloodshot eyes of dawn- a stairwell leading nowhere...
The room of people, all starring...
MISTAKES HAVE BEEN MADE!!!
How do they know?... are my thoughts, they're hearing? 

Continuous rain
I beseech thee unholy cloud....
Depend on the light, the giver of spirits within
Not from the earth now 
That has become more painfully real.

...

I Am What I Came For 

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