dream song.

dream song.

dream song.

In this dream
I sift close to a peak
shame flocks appeasement
like bitter wings of youth
a moth sickly hanging
cautioning a flippant kick
whipping fists to your frame
a singing voice lip syncing
this frothy milk white sip
of pathos and perforation
empress impression
scores tenuous light
a polar tensive satiating
hang upward cloaked
across your waste side
lines of mockery silting
filtering an aged spike
shirking lovers moisture
saving legs for never
ending visage scathing
eyes speak whispers
a flutter faction feature
facing miracles associative
I mutilate as I speak
In this dream.

(C)2012 Christopher Vaughn
Photo: (C)Daniel Gordon.


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