Bar Code Bad Dreams
Suits fall asleepCome apart at the dreams
Worn in the deep
Counterpart woven seams
Straitjacket threads steely tight web
Engulf the shores sunlight has fled
Enter the Night Moonlight has bled
Over the heads cradling in bed
Monoliths moan storms pour on from fathoms away
Chaotic tone forms you're gone no where you may stay~
Awake if you may~
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2016-05-30 at 16:13
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