Wednesday, 7 April 2010

Burn Your Cold Feet

Piercing forevers spiral then plummet
to eventually arrive at death’s summit
I was once a kid who lived in Always
that vacant world I entered most days
Sunlight lands housing barren nations
hear the snap of apathetic affiliations
Under your feet I watched them fracture
breaking more that what you manufactured
You regret the damage after your fury
that put you on trial to please your own jury
because no one in Always can live complete
till they get a lawsuit and burn their cold feet.

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