LEXIKON
Initiate.
Trans-mute, Transcend
All “Matter”
Bring Forth,
And Thus Summon
All Gods … And Words
Obsolete (They Return)
Creation. Soul. Dimension. Time.
AWAKEN “The Dead”
Sound~ECHO Of Crashing Waves Entities
Dying Against All Flesh Bleeding, Bled
Into VOICE.
As the Smoke Of Her Cigarettes, Her Smell
& The Image Of Her Body All Still Linger,
Like A Poem, Perfume Instilled
Unto That One Perfect Dream
Of Youth.
Spring.
Roar.
Snow.
Moon.
Soar In & Thru
Eternity, A Song
Of Beauty Beneath & Hidden
Between
“Days”
To Wish To Pray
To Become & Believe
In Some Vacant Thought
Un-Aware
Called “Inspiration”
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R.M. ENGELHARDT 2011
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