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A blue moon has perched in the clouds, Above a sea of rooftops Glistening, drenched From the long day’s grief Tired eyes will rise To a wounded horizon Exclaiming: “All debts, have been paid in full” They’ll be swept to their feet, All the silenced youth By a second wind’s fury, For a new endeavor…
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Confess your lost crime of inaction, All your slothful years In the womb of the earth Caked in the dirt Rotting from the inside When the silence and the dark Were your sickly kin Serenading you with lies Confess, confess and tunnel to the light Cut the nightmare apart For the sake of your blood…
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The captain has rowed away On a rushing red tide From his sinking Goliath, Panic spills into the surf The betrayed swore an oath When the mad seas were calm And home was a promise Looming larger each dawn Now calamity surges Through the vessel’s scarred hull While the villain floats on His laugh fading…
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Smudges and swirls of ink I offer them enraged When the world stains through To the bone When I’ve grown too cold and damp From the era’s downpour, I surrender black rivers Flowing aimless and mad This nightfall is descending On the ghost-white abyss With a ravenous hunger For all that could have been …
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Ghosts haunt the midnight sky With searchlights ablaze Where a homeward journey Slows to a great hush Diamond skylines live on Within swift reveries, In the shadows of the wild For a starving exile Ports of call ebb and flow As they did in days past In his wandering eyes, Never far from his reach…
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Open spaces consume The luxury that was On the verge of the sea They sprawl eastern bound, To rise and rise Into snow-capped beasts, Looming ivory gods They cannot be claimed As I push and pull In my survival stride, I backslide To the misty shore By night
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I’m the skewer they fell upon At the bottom of their cliff, The lasting hurt Forever trapped in their bones Friends and enemies, Cracked and bled one shade And screamed in strange tongues To their various gods I will be their living wounds Their immortal shame, Chasing black cavalcades To the fringes of time …
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A silent youth bleeds the truth For her timeless highness Her queen scream ascends As a trill of rage Her life Has seeped its way, down in his marrow The fifteen year curse Of one full summer night The north star explodes Into scalding parables, Scattering her ghosts, Who have trailed him from home
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Under broad and Prussian blue skies There were cattle cars rumbling Eastern-bound, Full of man-made screams In the Antebellum dust, There were chain-linked kin Full of home-grown songs Rushing into the present Twisted roots of old Claim the soil as theirs, Where bloodlines interlock Under land and sea
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Hot metal Has scraped away at what remains of a son, His peace, adrift In each winter night’s swell The freezing tide Often sets him ablaze Beyond the search lights of home And their merciful ships So he boils out of reach, A relentless scream Devoid of a face Among the phantoms at dusk …
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