Lay It To Sleep
Solo-standing
brazen star
at
the break
of illustrious
dawn.
Lucrative nights
pass
over
in dust bowl haze.
Senses combusted
back to the
ooze
of
birth.
Lay to rest
the atrocities
of monotonous
livelihood.
The wait, the waiting
wait, wait, boredom
Waiting for life and death
Pressure, allegiance
disintegrated
through
manual
stimulation.
Copyright © Alex Bruinekool | Year Posted 2010
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