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untitledthese words grab me and spin me around they twirl me through a dizzying routine that swirls, swings flows over under about a roaring, encompassing tide of song these things lift my soul, my heart, my eyes laughter is a brilliant dance that sweeps me away in golden birdsong joy comes in many forms to this shattered soul fierce, frightening lightning is a crackling embrace rippling, roaring, overflowing spilling over pulsing, surging, delicious, delicate, wild tumble of life has fallen into my lap and now I am not quite sure what to do with it. and that is why muntitled
by ~Alyria
by ~Alyria
Ode to PrufrockYou whisper the words of a love song In this sterile, sweaty air And they linger round me like mildew As Prufrock's crooning of death And I cannot rid myself of the stench. And we all carry on through this plastic world. Where every moment we are cautioned Every second we are warned, every choice second-guessed. As the stale, dead air makes another cycle Through creaking, empty air-ducts Taking the heart of our lives with it. I long for a breath, I gasp for air As the sterilized, incandescent watts shatter About me into hard, crystal fragments that crunch under my fOde to Prufrock
by ~Alyria
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