Silent Whispers that spiral and disguise1
The sweet silver smile that sleeps in your eyes2
We never speak the words we intend3
Stained and disheveled4
Awkwardly hemmed5
But we are Brilliant Soliloquists6
To our imaginary audience7
Knotted up in string and coarse brown twine8
In half sorrow, half sleep9
You restlessly lie10
...and lose yourself to Fever Dreams11
Nightmare memories12
Images in tattered reams13
Fluttering past at the Holy Light's speed14
the people you're lost15
the comfort you need16
Author notes
Uhm.
Unfinished poem that is under the transformation into a song.
I was listening to way too much Neutral Milk Hotel at the time. I wonder if you can notice : P
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tsh. The line spacing is now all askew. sigh.
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