Sovereign I
Ghosts in Gray Rains.
All along the rain swept street
Crowed With Ghosts of Lost Sovereign thoughts.
Shadows are carved hard,
sharp by
Neon Bars.
My mind wanders in thick
Forested parks
of a Cites sick Heart.
Built of rust blackened
Mechanical
Parts...
they drip deep red amber...
Thoughts drain into time,
Past.
Life seems vast until it comes short in a
Blinding Blast.
Life passes.
As Ghosts waltz in Creations silent music
Of firmament's trance.
Winds cuts the flesh briskly troubles the autumn
leaves to twirl.
Light reflects refracts
shimmering in Mythic Dance.
All along rain swept streets
Lights flicker in absent rhythms
In a City
Asleep,
In an otherworldly trance
Ghosts of gray rains drift in
Lost Moments of Sovereignty…
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