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This poem is called In It's Entirety
Your hand I hold
I can tell by your tone
Your feeling the spot
Tell me where I belong
It's a mystery to me
A room to walk into
A gnawed through path
I have to crawl
See more faces
Scratch at the phases
Of cetain men and pyramids
We sit there to worship faces instead
Rather than pretend everything is a drum roll
Or look over the misfit riff raft ravage of the overconsumed salvaged savages
Be mended to me
Sift through the clashes you see
Slashing through the weaving heaving triumph collateral beauty
While waving trumpets carrying currents of air
Weathered water living in stills
Whether be me it is static
Than you know what I mean
By constantly in flux
Repel your impulge of instinctive will to expunge a pungent ever telling pull
Stepping over where hypocrisy been
Going nowhere in between
Weather is alive fire is a dancer
Revealing the Remember of good ones in an ember
An old unforetold memory
Wild about you wild about me
Just going along for the ride I see
Pulling at my hair as my teeth fall naturally
Shattering crumbling apart
Vampires surround me once it's dark
Your part of me partially
Roaming alone when they circle in closer to swallow the beloved owl unpunctured yet possessing an never ending hexing show of possessive power all the while decieving disciple as the cower begins with a deafening muff alerting for an applause by a fowl like hiss
Blinking assurance to be in saftey again
Tag your it you cannot itch
That impelling spit speech to fit in
There you are soft as soft can be
In their glory you cannot scoff to be freed
Wake up from the dream
This is reality speak to feel
rendered
Reneged is what I spoke
You took something with an anticpation of a different result
Close your eyes let this moment collide with your hope
Down the hatchet does not work
It's for me ashes all walk this pattern eternally
Tighter the grip now it's been told
