I lost the sock to take a tour around the world. Where did the sunlight go?
Darkness blankets to lonesome sky. My heaviness lingers in soulful dance.
Frothy cream whispers secrets to the cup of coffee resting upon my kitchen
counter. No one moves after mood swings bring strangulation to bliss.
Is there no more music burning a belly? If only to awaken earthen vessels with
loving voices. Death protrudes Mother Earth. Her children behold themselves
in leisure. Bolstering through a folded dream, they pray for life among the dead
to resurrect light
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