Tuesday, July 5, 2011

poetry with dark and a boy to be robbed in italy

wandering in dark alleyways
i need to get in the zone
a sound, pop!
something in a lonely world of mist
no, no, no, go back!
time stops for no common man
a creature on the road less traveled
a grim sign in the eastern sky
ominous warnings overhead
music is the sound of the stream
hidden valleys discovered
dive - deeper, deeper, down
enter the shadow
leave the world of lights
darkness falls across
the stars cry in the morning sky
the streets rise up to meet my feet
i plummet into a cool nothingness
weary feet longing for an escape
no boat left on the shore
more  bridges burned
horizons fading to black

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