paradise, poetry

May 06, 2006 22:17

red fury in a neon blur
black and yellow swirling still
brown in a twisted tangled curl

here comes crimson
what a reprise
smeared and smudged on their demise

wails in a piercing pitch
whispers falling like waterfalls
words still lying in a ditch

here comes heaven
a last cresendo
not even broken by absurd inuendo
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