standing on your doorstep, just a single knock away --
but
i'm a pulsating percussion of butterfly heartbeats
my skyscraper weeps // i caNNot brEaThe -- but
Envision the Universe
awoken
by a
single
falling
bird
...
/i would come in
to flip your frown
if you'd just remind
me of my worth/
all of my parents as i scribble my name
are working their way in sidewalk chalk on the Tomorrow's rain
out of that sacrificial driveway of the home will wasH it a l l
child-raising mortgage i grew up in a
maze w a y.
[science] built a virtual bridge
connecting all eye-lands of the World.
numbed the pain / revived the veins
but the shackles of our nature still
aches the s a m e
[atomic weaponry wreathed in gardens of gold]
- the bane of man's intelligence -
- the Destroyer of the World;
i watched
the downfall of
an empire
through a magnifying glass;;
when that last feather finally
broke the bombshelter's back,
Two huddling hearts
disintegrate
into the m i s t
of warfare's blight -
a solute of
two lovers' blood
diffusing
was childhood just a daydream? through
or are we all prisoners of escape?
the timelessness of sky.
so hold me now
Summer's setting fire to your lungs
Winter's freezing to my tongue
(i'm in love with a Universe
i've only entered once)
"please,
don't be so Amazing
I'll miss you too
much."
because;
NOW
every second aches with
the brevity of a human life
[lost forever] in this shocking snap of footage
on the Tsunami Ride of Time.
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everything's reflected in the dreampool of your mind















Comments
The way it's laid out, the articulation. Just incredible.
One of the best pieces I've read on devart.
I don't really have an advanced critique, I'm sorry.
But again, wonderful piece.
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"Great spirits have often encountered violent opposition from weak minds." - Albert Einstein
But I like what you have here, mostly because the actual content of your writing was done well... How you arranged everything added to what was written; it wasn't the main focus (as I think it should be). Bravo!
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Clearfield Review: Prose, Poetry, Art.
this is on par with the rest of your work; way to keep being stellar.
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Escape Cold Herons, Jak.
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