Open Skies and Empty Hearts

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Open skies and empty hearts
lost in a painted sunset
king of the castles
coloring creation
inhibit this mirage which borders my horizon
the divine sun penetrates my soul
dissecting each hope and every scar of broken faith
an embryoic star validates all disorder
An eclipse of clarity shades the bedlam of velvet thoughts
a dormant pulse
anxious veins, bruise the world
so king of the cosmos
i ask you this
What plagues this withering generation?
--Lingering promises and buttered faces...





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