Show Me Your Mask and Ill Show You Mine
The mask's that unmask unbridled seems of gold
All wrapped in sullen shrouds of matted purple
Manifest my dreams driven by engines with plumes of wantoned steam
Following the piston leader score there sleeves in disbelief
1, 2, 3, 4 mesmerized by the coal that glow morphing into embers
Till not a solitary soul can remember
Copyright © Christopher Flaherty | Year Posted 2012
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