A quick nighttime blurb from last night -
A tattoo makes me see
Paint it on and watch it bleed
It is permanence
Like your heart inside my chest
Any chest breathing hard
Deep, the sun-filled world
Eyes open, close
Embrace the night-filled world
Halogen times; mix ground and skies
Capping in the middle
From the sense that rise
Too hard and too quick
Lights change and times flip
With reverance we remain
Fitted while the rest change
And frame follows frame
But ours stay
Forests shadow green
And our ocean still - floats another day
-tiscal.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
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