Friday, March 16, 2018


the threads severed
with blades made of bones
one by one
they fell like tears of the sun

cracks in the walls
walls coming down
exposing the features
of a clown with a frown

the threads severed
his balloons float
away into the sun
seeking redemption

as the night fell upon
the dreams of the dreamers
trapping infinities
in the blink of an eye

Ever feel like you were going to explode?

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