10 Nov 2012

song of a heart, a heart forged in a dream
the source of my fire is in interrupted darkness
where in the friction of today upon yesterday
fell from the sky the hope of a full moon
as the wires broke, as the ashes flew everywhere
to live as strong as the will can imagine
this stranded wolf sniffed the blood of new dawn
where the echoes broke into a deep beat
awake into the red of the city’s outer arteries
remembering the calls of far, far friends
and i carved the eldritch letters from the night
a howl that burned away the unbelieving past
a song i learned while in the depths of myself

posted by John H. Doe @ 12:01 am

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