Transition
By PoetBlack
houses of stone melt like ice in the sunand these things trouble souls that i knewlike blazes and open fields all is barren lightexistence that is putrid and ashes have mademen out of memoriesblowing both in and outon the windlike space and panoramic contemplation all is barren lightfields of dreams and the way we wereflow like streams under empty tabernaclesall gods children are complaisive and overgearing in a dignified mannerlike dark rainbows and strange paradoxes all is barren lightand this has hedges and ringsand this the shadow that shinesand darkness that makes light existthis is the choas of orderthis is the strangeness of the universethat all is orderthat is. Written October 31st, 2001 © on Oct 31 2001 02:24 PM PST 0 • 10
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"houses of stone melt like ice in the sunand these things trouble souls that i knewlike blazes and open fields all is barren lightexistence that is putrid and ashes have mademen out of memoriesblowing both in and outon the windlike space and panoramic contemplation all is barren lightfields of dreams and the way we wereflow like streams under empty tabernaclesall gods children are complaisive and overgearing in a dignified mannerlike dark rainbows and strange paradoxes all is barren lightand this has hedges and ringsand this the shadow that shinesand darkness that makes light existthis is the choas of orderthis is the strangeness of the universethat all is orderthat is...."