Monday, December 10, 2012

Shattered Glass

 How the sun treads along the iron rails
Within the glistening pair
Ever pursuant, through this gilded morn

How the danger lurks inside me
Peppered with anxiousness
Only to be resurrected
As the darkness, seeps into the day
A faltering of day, to drive our countrymen into drunken madness
Reveling amongst their own
Reveling in the crumbling of their hated other

How the songs  flair and resonate
Buzzing inside my softened earlobes
Then spills, into my tingling hair follicles

How the frigid air dissipates
In the warmth of my now coveted strangers
Unfazed, by the deafening and bombastic chatter
Of sickly patriots,turncoats and radicals

May they rest the same tomorrow
As they did in the turbulent night before
With a solemn goodnight from our mystic victors
And a warm salutation, in the cradle of daybreak

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