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Surrogate

Submitted by Esker on Mon, 2011-03-07 16:15

a tower I built
from bones of freedom
sown with ash and skins
of treason

darted through with
cutlery silver
forked tongues
that did deliver

and smoking eden
from atop I gazed
the fires of pyres
that the dead did
craze

and my silhouette
bride and I did
reside

Hells penthouse
panoramic pad

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Esker

Mon, 2011-03-07 16:19

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lately the dreams are
more and more intense
all gleaned from movies
I flip through on the ol telly
and from books roamed
when I was young
and still just half the fool

I didnt bury the bus
stock it with jelly and bickies
tins of cartridge
read the book

I will be awestruck
when the stars will fall
burning in the seas
better get my Raybans
and my lawnchair

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