Sunday, December 5, 2010

Citadel

Grey tinged by scars
Ripened in the dark
Persimmon skies
Enshroud her rise

Trapped in the citadel
I yearn for the fall
Violet bats explode
Light through opal

Oh emperor
Your mind fills this space
Tigers devour
The mind's debris
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