| ireplace Blues She talks of broken love He smells cheap perfume Mother cries all night They all drink Daddy’s blood.... Sister please tell when Brother will u be there Lord we shall feast, There will be laughter There will be wine There will be answers, Tongue will swallow Anything in sight.. Burn pages in the city square Sit out all day in the snow Buy placards Find someone.. The fireplace shall burn tonight; I shall sacrifice my lover’s gift For the wood that burns The tree that is no more.. Fumes live in hollowed heavens Deep inside mournful lungs |
And the mind lies reckless Searching for a perfect start After the last finishing.. There is vision There is reaction There is joy There is grief There are songs, There is just one voice..... |
Thursday, February 25, 2016
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