August 30, 2009
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Quake, violent with a tangy taste of the tangible

Tremble, eager under ashes

lightly scented with the taste of dandelion salad

And step back, unwilling to go farther


Finding air seems to be harder

Pull the chain, illuminate

bright tiles and peppermint tea

Walk the streets with no direction

Overestimate perception

We climbed a wall so high above the street

Watched the lights that danced beneath our feet

and jumped into serenity

pretending that infinity was real

but then a quake…

violent, with a tangy taste of the tangible

trembling, terrified under the ashes

of a brown paper cigarette,

that light that danced before our eyes,

…shivered me back

and stole me away.

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Autumncider said...
Mar. 1, 2010 at 5:37 pm
Very descriptive keep writing
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