Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Tiara

Running Hiding
Losing Turning
Lying Shedding
Knowing
Meaning

Madness & moonstruck
Doll painted eyes
No roof to cover
Black and white lies
Pool of light
Cigarette smoky glow
Thorns of lead
Surround fate
Crumbs of a soul
Tiara

Arched concrete bends
Grey awnings of steel
Skies without features
Become what is real
Night crawling
Are the bait
For a meal
Wear a crown
Nothing to feel

Running hands over
Truth
Leading the blind
Blue toes look for ponds
Where people are kind
Gravity points up
Knowing there
Is a sign
Adjust her crown
Won’t lose her mind
Tiara

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