Castles of yesterday
I am dawn
rusty like a ribald blade
You stole my castles without release
I didn't have the standard and logo
to catch on today
The Iceman has left the scene
and I count my loss
then thrumpted it with holes
Launcelot drew at the vue
still working out the time
and counted the dusty envelopes
of the day
Don't blame me if my words aren't fulfilled
to ride on overload
My eyes are full of Ghosts
The evening
wasted, full of masquerades
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