Life with out Buildings
chasing hiding saints who dont want to be found
the world on the side of the dark mountain is green
but bound
a floating chest filed with dense penciled lines
lives countless floating waiting to be defined
a symphony of unbroken tones unwound
a soft alliance formed by the galactic night calling
reflections of past apartments falling
with wings pulled back just far enough to confuse
warming up to silence
house shows with live music
light on the violence
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