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OPEN BOX LID


OPEN BOX LID

S.JENSEN © 2017

UNDERLAYING

CHORDS

WITHIN THE CIRCLE

HALF DARK

HALF LIGHT

TURNING AROUND

LIKE WAVES

ON THE

SHORELINE

MOMENTS WE

CHERISH

CAPTURING THEM

LIKE

PHOTOGRAPHS

SENSES LIT

PULSE LIKE KEYS

TO SOUNDS

FLOWING FROM

THE PIANO

IN THE

CORNER

OF MY MIND

THE CALM BREEZE

OVER

THE TREE

LEAVES

BENDING

EVER

SO SLIGHTLY

STAINED

RED VELVET

BROKEN

CHAIN

MISSING PIECES

AND NO

LONGER

LOCKED

AWAY

LIKE THE

RUSH OF

WATER DOWN

THE DRAIN

FOR TODAY

WILL SOON

PASS

YESTERDAY

IS SO LONG AGO

AND

TOMORROW

WEIGHTS

LIKE

A GOTHIC

INSCRIBED

HEART

ETERNALLY

BLEEDING

IN

VICTORIAN

DREAMS

AS LINES

ARE DRAWN

LIKE GRAINS

OF SAND

POURING

OUT A

BROKEN

HOURGLASS

HUMANITY’S

OPINIONS

CUT LIKE

GLASS

ON THE OTHER

SIDE

OF THE MIRROR

WHAT IS SEEN

WHAT IS FELT

WHAT LAYS

FORWARD

IN FRONT OF

ME

AS THE CIRCLE

UNFOLDS

BODES ILL

TO ALL

BUT CHAOS

ITSELF

FOR THE BOX

LID SLIDES

OPEN

AND IT

APPEARS

NOTHING

IS LEFT

INSIDE IT

RAGING

EMOTIONS

CAUSE A

DEEP ACHE

NOT SOON

FILLED

AS NERVES

FIRE

ON THEIR

OWN

NOW

EVEN

HOPE

IS SET FREE

SWALLOW

DOWN THE

PILL THAT

CONTINUES

TO HOLD

LIFE

GROUNDED

WHISPERS

OF

A

HEADACHE

TO A

VISION LOST

IN MEMORY

OF ANOTHER

LIFETIME

FOR THAT

FRUIT

CARRIED

A SWEET

MADNESS

DRUNKEN

ON ITS

JUICES

LONG DEAD

AND GONE

NOW

CUTS IN

AND OUT

TO THE

LAST NOTE

IS

PLAYED...


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