Monday, April 18, 2011

Abyss

Its a broken carnival ride, spinning out of control
colors and lights blurring together
like the puddled mess that's in your head.

Silver leaves and eyes like diamonds
written lies across your flesh
all the empty echos that have been said.

Stereos turned up too loud,
tires against pavement -
too fast

Leached colorless with the moon
shadows that have been cast

Shaky hand grasping granite
fingertips leaving smears across a cold heart
no permanence
no impact

Its a broken carnival ride, spinning out of control
colors and lights blurring together
like the puddled mess
left in my head

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