Broken ocean, where you stand,
On riverbeds, beside the sand
Live homes divided, swept aside
By miracles, of bloated tide
Catastrophic, innocent
Disconnected, finger-pink
Above the mines, above the borders
Soft, settled, sweet Pan lost the orders
***
O round world,
Sphere me as you twinkle
Elevate, elucidate and
Toss me in your shingle
O washed stone,
Saphhire-diamond mingle
Cleanse me in your swell,
Toss me in your shingle
O mucky dust,
Gallon-gloop a tingle
Dry a plaster on my eyes and
Toss me in your shingle
***
Broken diamond
How did you brake?
When the haste of your speed
Thrust the froth of your wake
Tip-toeing behind him
A loony-tune gloom
The cost of your price
Not a bust, not a boom
Explosion electric
The fabric wears thin
When gold rubs on money
And sparks break within
Totalitarian
Wisped softly aside
The hush of your quiet
The drag of your tide
Tuesday, 17 August 2010
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