I see shining songs
and sorrows bent to will
I see glimmers of vanity
and purity singing
I see harmony and ruby fractals
in the eyes of euripides
Peering through the rays
the reflection of colors on sanded plateaus
now distorting into vacuum cyclones
a kaleidoscope which devours the cedar frame
marred by the fragments which scar palest notions
In glaz-ed eyes I see the sand take what it will
and the dirt lay still and unmoved upon this face
I unravel in strands of salt
to forcibly retain streaks of salene sorrow
to burn "I" in the fallout
and ice my soul in the nuclear winter
In which a barren rendition of inner silence is born
what is more
is the life of dead ownership
torn
reflected
reborn in the marrow of morrows
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