Shadow Forms

In the movie times everyone is born with some kind of ticket to see the show
Encrypted figures grow into shadow forms
Assume clothes of popular religions those old hypnotic stones
Orgies of political pornography promise fatal gratifications for all
Tomorrows lies were today's promises that's the formula for successful death
Life begins with breath free with a little catch behind the curtain in the back
Awful bent and twisted features play on and on flames flicker in and out
Crimson frames melting with the names of those that hid their games of chance
Eyes are frozen facts information interacts and grabs power and control
In the movie times
Encrypted into shadow forms . . .



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2020-05-20 at 23:04

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