Chaotic Splendour
The soft, smooth shell harbours
all that there is or ever was
takes in what is presented
gives that which was received
mourns for what is lost
thrills for the retrieved
the shell, dignified
a mask hiding infinite truths
delusions, exclusions, desperations
sense, honour, kindness, love
numbers, letters, equations
chaotic splendour, right or wrong
the shell harbours it all
and everything else harbours the shell…
the gun always leaves behind empty shells
Auteur: killea | ||
Gecontroleerd door: de Diana | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 07 februari 2012 | ||
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