beautiful
the color
of the sun
Slowly fading off
into some
descent
landing
Dark side
complete
the light turn
distant swirling
light dancing
to the surface
of the moon
and back
Be brave
How quiet dreams
become the ceaseless reality
of our
everyday lives
Boiler
Force the issue
remember
this is your life
make the most
of every thought
keep the rising surface
from stumbling off
the face of
the Earth
Burial
there comes
a time
closely held
that all things
will turn
to dust
Play
swamp
the rolls
over songs
slip the noose
sturdy the struggle
how carelessly
we give it
away
dive
broken fingers
writing in
oblivion
stretching to
the found
colored apples
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