You are solid and slow
Riding serenity,
I am caught in flow
An under nourished casulty
Slammed into vapour casually.
You continue,
I am changing rapidly
Blooming bruises all over
Opaque heartbeats
Untamed roses.
Your roots are iron
These are chalk,
Erosion plagued
Crumbling
Beyond serenity.
7.12.05
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