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| Study No. 25 (Jul. 8, 2013) |
Strolling through the cricket-thick evening
was I. And you,
Sun-strewn as a seraph-hue moon,
soon turned
to retinal burn.
So strolling sans two-of-my-senses
am I: You,
A ghost image, owning my eyes alongside
the cricket-cheers
in my ears.
in my ears.
2 comments:
there were so many words i didn't understand i just passed through. but woah. just looked them up, and this is really beautiful, evocative.
i don't understand how you're combining some of the words ("sun-strewn as a seraph-hue moon") but the sound is very nice.
Beautiful. can't make the composition out.
but beautiful.
are the ghost and the crickets guiding your impaired being forward? could you ever give in to the anime and cricket-cheers just like that?
: v ( * )
be swallowed by the universe.
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