The Supremacy Of The People
-Res Pùblica...
A dream to me is reflection
of all things my mind taketh in...
Dance that imbue the aptitude
of postures in all the shadows...
the blue pigment is slithering
under your skin, or is it your blood...
I go bobbing for memories
Their presence haunts me...
The distance of two impossibilities
are crushed...
Red in heart
though blue in hue and view...
They couldn't bear the burden
of going endlessly up and down...
in my sleep I stop breathing
and when I do...
the roof is leaking.
raindrops fall on the table...
Nothing fools one as
being unable to make...
In my loneliness
I have learned I am never...