je pleure
By Corinthian
honest
liars
pathetic
lords
&
I
dont want to
stand with
a sad
sound
behind
the door
unsleeping
mournful
lips
forced
quiet
paxil
dew.
burning
forehead
cooling tear
screaming
dream
unstained
reading
holy
words
in the
night
enamelled
mansion
palace-hall.
demon
I fondly
beg
for
your
horrified
clang
mantle blue
:balcony beast
sprinkling
blest tales
up
and
down
my
body
and feet
silken &
ill
where
they fall
in
unwilling
sleep
unworried
cry.
awful
shine
honey
storm
yesterdays
snow
you think
you know
but
you
do
not
you
outsparkle
all the
light
matted lily
and
a casket of
sky
baskets
of dust
and misery
you
still
spin
while
I lay
on this
square
swallowed
throat
&
flower
cells
palms
of gloom
:powder
blue
hither cast
the
breathed spell
Unwept
and forced
glowing
grim
you
will
breathe
me awake now
but
I will never rise
All
I
fall.
+
.
+
Into my Soul
F.V.Z
Comments on "je pleure"
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On Saturday, March 3, 2012, FadedBlues
(2096) wrote:
...I see these words slipping down, greased against the rock side by tears...then I see them climbing up, desiring to renew, to begin again...
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A former member wrote:
CORINTHIAN EVERY WORD YOU SAY IS MAGIC
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On Monday, February 27, 2012, Corinthian
(306) wrote:
mon ame a baissee.