The Lies and The Laughter
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
edge of the invisible
Hands and arms. Wild.
Smashing molecules.
Voice calling to the spirits
Incantations to silence
the city noise.
Heaven reflected in the beads of sweat.
Eyes searching the distant horizon,
for the home that dances,
on the edge of the invisible.
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