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Sunday, 22 January 2017

broken utopia

Twisted bark
in the dispersed woodlands
Disturbing perfect harmony
Tree by Tree
Soothing the troubled mind
in blossoming Spring
or the leafy Autumn
Wooly hats and broken hearts
broken barks
Winter hurts

intangible future
in the loving present
Disturbing perfect harmony
Day by Day
Can hardly feel you
Lost in this malaise
Hard pavements
and cold shoulders
City curse
Streets is terse

Dilapidated yesterday
here to taunt my present
Causing ruin in the harmony
Brick by Brick
A Tonne Fallen
on this fragile head
This was utopia.
Now, the crushed ship
Once the dust settles
We'll settle in the Sea




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