Pock Marked Officials

Post mark officials bleed into me
Redundant spell of auction burning
The microillusion out the back of skull
Near emerald waters with midnight pearl

Shining their mystery in the morning
Bereft of goals, spinning seagulls
Rewind ripples out of origin

To be among men and books
Lightning strikes frozen lips
Thawing histories of the past
As curtains draw on a closing era
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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