Friday, April 5, 2013

the bookcase

it is magic
casing perimeters    metaphoric symphonies
colliding quietly

like footprints in tarragon fields 
awaiting reduction

quadraphonic truths 
presenting themselves to be wyvern

because the devil is not what you think

and the tower of love pictured impartial 
when written willows vary 

and willed men seed
memorized verbs into microphone ears

ill educated and hungry

it is magic that will save you

in the beginning was a word
and there are plenty of words on the bookcase

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