Not What It Seems

April 26, 2013
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Give me
The rest of the story
Real life, she said
Moving parallel
The beginning of the end
Close your eyes in the hailstorm
The bridges are burned
Cobwebs on our skin
When we first came to learn
The truth or the fiction
The blurring of lines
Through glass that's a mirror
Image in lights
Lines on our hands
Gold in our lungs
Color stained arms
Dust on our tongues
Skylights and smoke
Mirrors and blades
Porcelain and plastic
Scared of nothing
But nothing itself
Smoked out of the hiding hole
Features all melt
Holy water
Helping hands
How quick glamour's gone
Fading and spinning
We find blood on our palms
Bodies in gardens
Six feet under dirt
Fill barrels with flowers
For each shovelful
Tendrils of fear
Waking the dead
The dead, they are walking
The bluebird once said
Bruised knees on pavement
Stars hit the ground
The sky that is falling
Ears blind to sound
Slumber of roses
Lace on our cheeks
Dreams of angels
With bullets for teeth
Weeping out stars
Embers to ash
We look to the future for ghosts of the past
Glimpse from above
Windows in towers
Arrows come falling
Pull petals from flowers
Eyes stray to the distance
To paths well-worn
Wear crystals and water
Masks well adorned
Leaves change
Edges turn gold
Folded under
Crisp, worn, old
Ravens leave footprints on new fallen snow
Ice will erase all the things that you know
Birdcage and keychains
Is not what it seems...

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