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I felt my vocal chords weakening
I felt my concave thoughts I felt my voluntary blindness for staring straight into the sun the romantic air of your eye patch called me across the room I clung there and danced with your silent admired your divine tattoos we slept in the shadow of a cedar tree we made love on the rolling tide we smelled the perfume of the waxing moon we dreamt of all friendships kind we touched the blood of the black cat we pet the mammoth dog of tears in the flickering light we were laughing: "necessity conquers fear!" don't lose yourself don't let yourself be lost... dreaming we were stones in black stillness dreaming of the death of the sun waking to a world of white blindness painted eyes of the holy one the death of the world was upon us and the discipline of the wind we see less and less all the time, dear just look at this mess we are in don't lose yourself, don't let yourself be lost!... staring at the entrance to the mine I prayed for your wounds to close tiger ointment and a cosmic collision and the crucifixion of the rose don't lose yourself, don't lose yourself... don't lose yourself, don't let yourself be lost... |
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