These Reasons For Their Seasons
Nearly ten years ago now watching three cranes flying by amid her sky....
Blue the canvas their hawking an echoing this still frame, filed away for another
Day and we were running as fast as one could down his darkened alleys past
Time's ghettos these glimpses into a futurities man made dreams ? Love's wake sacrificial
Lambs the childrens hearts; bowing at their altar forty lashes until you see, apocalypic's
Ghost hanging from destiny's tree ? Trails of tears vendetta's vigils askewed this vision; desolute
Spheres fluttering wings where are they going I thought perhaps away beyound, nepenthe ?
Fleeing his abyss fly so free; soaring unto her sea aiside, Galilee: water to wine love's goblet pinion's tomb.
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