Dark before the King

Trumpet Pausework

Downclimb” by Author

trap a twirl twist in your forehead, you won’t soon forget your friends
people swirling in a whirlwind, forge a sad that never ends
cameras flailing watch a door post, wait for knocks which never come
some are watching from the corners where dark lamps do drop on some
then a field gives up its babies, people bleed and bark a while
moons are falling, stars leak faster, planets hemorrhage, die in…

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If you paint for me even one thing which is true, perhaps I’ll be tempted to consider two. I tell tales poetically, someone else needs to set them to music.

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Fox Kerry

Fox Kerry

If you paint for me even one thing which is true, perhaps I’ll be tempted to consider two. I tell tales poetically, someone else needs to set them to music.