16 Jun 2007

if i had the breath to know the sky
fluid air that pours from heaven to heaven
i would ascend above time
to where the lights of dreaming boom
to the halo of the mountains
to the source of all fire, and its sound
and i could wield the sword of the archangel
cut loose the moon, pierce new stars
in the fabric of the dark shroud
fluid threads that pour from outer sundown
that i breathe in, stitches my soul

someone was watching me, all along

posted by John H. Doe @ 12:01 am

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