This ground has frozen over
And the beating of these
Surreptitious patterns
Is lost to us, or only me
You glance at reality
I turn you away
This blindfold is
Thick enough for the both of us
I often wonder
Just what interwoven
Path you've ridden
Through this city, in this soul
And your footsteps echo
In these often-treaded galleries
Of my inside, this invert mind
And further still
Comments
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Why was this the one I happened to overlook?
It's astounding... Honestly I'm jealous, the imagery and combination of it all contains such a great story that it's hard not to try and read into the context to determine what caused it... Loved it!
peace
matt


