Walk On

[ekolyptiq]

Withered windows bloom so incessantly upon the frame
Shining times blow feathered dust down glowing halls
Feast upon an open wound savoring juniper wind
Organ found buried high swallowed by open seas
My effervescent tangled eye seeking golden spies
Child cares open by ignorant sin blotted picnic sign
India filler smooth filters soft pastel-like beaches
Moon slides into backward pocket seeps flames below the skies