Friday, December 3, 2010

Five Twenty

Scurrying out the door
Death by the battery is held
Block of space
Remained between the frequency
Silence could not avail
Before the music played again
Raging upon the skin
Gentle echos flowing free
Where the softness of pillows lie
Comfort finds no way to sleep
Intertwined by the brain's sustain
The glissening dew has captured you

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