I don't write, I paint myself blind with words...diogenes herded...ignorance...gilded cages...filling up on beauty unleashed...free will's maddening fractures...eyes that need to smell to see...
May 13, 2011
eating away at the Dawn
falling squeezed through dark's damp embrace the race to lock my gates before morning rushes in blanket turned fetal burned where all my dreams empty into the sky...
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