Metallics and plastics, breathe out
Living movements studded in concentrated
Grit, for soothe you bring out this clang
Of cherry red guilt and half repressed pain
Building of sunshine, rain and wind, sediment stains,
Withheld and stiff, burning madness, quaking gifts,
This the feeling of unsaid shifts.
Oh for the sake of living at all
And the fine stroke of a hidden fidelity,
Will this delicate feathered fiend belong to me
When I shape the curves that drew my mind
To sudden stings of plump praises,
Eye to eye, these lilting constants of breath
That tell those things left unsaid,
And those organic molecules that you just blessed
Belong to nothing but the everything infinitely.
Divides beginning at blind strikes brought about
By ignorance and hurt, so blurt
Things weighed so hauntingly to your youth,
So bellow that fear out to the grand old fore bearers
Of earth and sky so large, so ripe
It's so sharp and it's so frustratingly vague,
Slight and sneaking, drawn out plagues
Learn to let go and be okay
Take care of self so love may stay
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