As the Words Shaped

October 26, 2010
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As the words shaped and formed,
hot white steel on a forge
gravity was abolished
as his pen looped and spun

He flew up past the trees
feeling completely serene
finding himself greeted by clouds
He rose onward

carried by the win he moved
finding stars as he found night

like a weight pressing down
he started to feel
the tangible darkness
a snaking black eel
as it coiled around him
he remembered one thing





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