Sunday, March 2, 2008

Twilight Pulse

The morning drowns too fast
Into lunar lakes of lament
The blue skies an outcast
To hearts sealed in cement

Standing on starlight
Staring at sheets of nothing
Drinking the night
Just to feel something

Without grievance for dawn
Another day slips away
Into another black hole. Gone.
I only wish that you had stayed

But now I feel myself reversed in thought
Praising a clock of yester year
Only to find that all I was taught
Has been engulfed in regret and fear

Wasted emotions I have to fight.
My pulse will no longer be held together by tape
If you just open my eyes tonight
And we’ll escape…we’ll escape

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