12/09/2011
Ferocious pride for listing
In this lightning cherry boat
Through tight cold spaces
Winding ragged like vines, veins
Between wet sea rocks.
Your sides scraped all to fucking hell,
Gouged still as memory and reminder,
The deepest line you followed, you could still
Follow into the black-saturated mine
Away from all friends, lovers and muses.
Warmth from the center of the earth
Remains light in your broad heart,
She tells you all consequences are
Small things alongside the voice
Of the world, therefore you have always wanted to sing along.
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