Lozi
06-15-2005, 08:51 PM
What deepest chunks of leaves you bite,
when in the forest, trees doth flight
from everwilting, lucid skies,
the pyres that burn escape the night?
A triple evening, stars of noir,
abortion child in pitch black tar.
The colour vexes each light flower,
as pyres, the creeping night does mar.
Convescent, darling frightened web,
the spiders leaky fortune spent.
But how does every garden grow,
with silver shells and cockle bells?
And pretty hens all in a row...
Aspiring teardrops h-e-a-v-y dread,
a growing thunder strikes the bed of thorny pillows
doom and gloomy shadows climb above the pines,
of dark pubescent green.
The needles drop
together.
Again.
When all is dark,
crescendo still!
Barking roaring seeping blood,
red black,
but dripping pouring silvered gasps
asphixiating dew.
Underneath an aqua roof.
when in the forest, trees doth flight
from everwilting, lucid skies,
the pyres that burn escape the night?
A triple evening, stars of noir,
abortion child in pitch black tar.
The colour vexes each light flower,
as pyres, the creeping night does mar.
Convescent, darling frightened web,
the spiders leaky fortune spent.
But how does every garden grow,
with silver shells and cockle bells?
And pretty hens all in a row...
Aspiring teardrops h-e-a-v-y dread,
a growing thunder strikes the bed of thorny pillows
doom and gloomy shadows climb above the pines,
of dark pubescent green.
The needles drop
together.
Again.
When all is dark,
crescendo still!
Barking roaring seeping blood,
red black,
but dripping pouring silvered gasps
asphixiating dew.
Underneath an aqua roof.