Sunday, 22 September 2013

Beyond the Beacon

Azure hammocks of cotton strings
suspend premature rains,
celestial lenses of passionate gas
hug tendrils connected to torrential reins.
Precipitous pride in the catbird seat,
humbles and crumbles to chalices below.
Necessity calls upon deliverance,
for life's elixir, has no life of its own to know.

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