wish upon a bright sky
wish upon a bright sky folding tonightfor solitude and a cohort so in love
with matter bending perceptions of light
that there is no more aiming for I above
all lost I's that find ways into saying so
break on shores of short here times done
grabbing the long of it by the silent row
dying for brim stone dimes of the old sun
tell me brotherly one in silence told
what is the meaning of nothing in all
when borders burn and legacies fold
when the one and only is but a distant call
serenity is a luxury paid for in lost time
guiles of cruel savoury in tents is the price
wanton seals on every other day I in crime
selling deeds by the rolling of the fickle dice
reset yell look for the bathroom doors
where the whole house tilts to the west
and I and the other I loves and settle scores
before putting waking hours to a final rest
Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2015-06-16 at 16:14
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