Bumbershoot eyes
Learning to fly, ever dancing.
Yet I'm peeling at the top of my lungs!
Learning to fly, the figure to try, in this mind.
So enter now this slough
This phosphorescent stew
You're never coming to,
So burn into these eyes.
(As to save.) The efforts of a hallowed line.
(Stick around.) The gallows of a winsome time.
(Hang around.) Til X's core about my eyes.
So get out, get out, get out --
The whole place is rigged to blow!
When the clouds
Lift our bodies away
And the deeds among us
Gather in the call
Of choirs floating around,
If the doors beyond stand tall,
Oh God,
What befalls?
Fall.
It's in my bones;
Can you hear me now?
Espered in my arms.
Half the dreams
Stood addled on the shore;
History recycled in my heart.
To belong,
to behave,
Or to rend from what we save.
Can you hear me now?
The embers of my art
Will allay the tangles on my part
To end this cycle now.
If X's, they core about my eyes.
(In thirty seconds, it'll all be over.)
The efforts of a winnowed life.
(In thirty seconds, it'll all be over.)
Here we are;
Let it go;
Have it out.
In thirty seconds, it'll all be over.
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