Walls wreak havoc
So too does grasp
Holding on never
From lead to laden brass
Sickness like silence
Quiet does win, timeless
Time, eternal again
The wind and the moon
Held on by spine
Waters rise and fall
Slipping wet damning
Ever raging clashing
Mind, rewinds to
Never, Pushes forward
Yes, tempest and passion
Untalented jest, fans
To the flame, anger
No find, control useless
Releasing pins, yarn
Unravels blatant, rest
Never claimed never to begin.
Christopher Baird 2011 ©
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