Monday, February 6, 2012

WHoosh


Invisible like the points between stars
We shade ourselves from death
Life goes on eternally, vows taken
No trace to be left, like a good detective
Running on intuition, gambling away time
Sentences, duality, idols vanquished by the Sword
Making the cloak hidden within the dream of a dream
More eternal and time less, altered, being
Today death was duped and the animals
Drove anarchy versus peace as their political agenda
The celestial fights ensued, a phantom became unknown.

Christopher Baird 2011 ©

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