Wednesday, September 06, 2006


this is decadence
spread through the ages
spitting on culture,
within the smudged arrows of time.

burying arms of hope.
entangled in deep slumber
serenity goes blind.

verses to sew beneath the feet
smuggled our shadows
hidden and drawn out
before the last requiem

so rise to swirl
breathing the last radiance
of a dream in light
before dawn leaves her cold silence
perpetual haze.

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