Elise


Alternative worlds come crashing
Through the bright light snow
Crushed indigo charcoal
Grows in weathery vines and lines lay
Over structures of sight
Wearing dresses of Night
Internal foreboding fashions of Day .



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Written on 2016-06-05 at 03:31

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Good one.
2016-06-06