Drop your petals its time to leaf!Evolutionary Process.Capture rusty rapture of the heart.
Bled to bathe the beauties.
Fled to save the troops.
We wonder where they went.
Over heaven under death.
Regress four times a month.
Once a week in my sleep.
I ask you to wake me.
Carry my wooden brain.
Your eyes light up with flame.
To drain your hopes .
And speak more galaxies away.
Are we awake?
Baking in the fun we haven’t found.
Drowning in the sun we haven’t seen.
A gleam of whisper.
In the water fountain.
Full of stars and leaves.
That are shaped like your heart.Desperate doorknobs turn the world upside-down
Covering up hidden spaces in the sentence he was sentenced to.
Behind wars there lives a warrior, wobbly, as he may seem.
It’s all a charade.
He believes his shadow can give him shade.
My thesis forces his polarities to discreetly unfold.
Fled through an evolutionary process with no examples.
Tragic it seems, no comparison to form
And function and content and form again.
We all think thoughtfully.
Try to hold a critical edge to all previous points.
Who’s synapses does he take vacations on
To find sugar cubes sculpted like tears.
Come see the fight of the navigator with himself.
Come see the flight of the navigated notion.
Not complete without a seat.
He straps his seatbelt on.
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