12 Mar 2014 Lola3452 In Poetry

Climbing out of the fault lines

The cracks in the mask

The lifelines of neurosis

And all such osis


Shackin it off

Rubbing it loose

Shedding the dreading

And all that exess


Under my treading

A patchwork of skins

That can’t say where I’m going

Cos they only point to what I’ve been


Done now with making due

With shale and coal

While my appitite is for

Dimonds and Preals

I find nutriment from

Precious gems

I quench my thirst

And feed my hunger

With the flames of sacred


I grow stronger

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