Wednesday, 1 October 2014

Seven Nights Before the Fall

Sleep is of the eternal state.
A practise state of the consciousness.
A never state,
An always state of the ethereal
And the earthly.
Careering on the cusp
Of a crumbling crevice.
Careening towards a 
Cavernous call.
Elegantly elevating every
Eternal Error.
Porous pity
Preposterous provocation
Petulant piousness on
The precipice
Of otherworldly outlandish
Heralding heinousness.
A boyish bastard
Belittling broken beaks.
Sever the series of
Sleepless slumbers
And bleak.

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