take thy stereo and march

beautiful prescient sight,

     aural energy,

           astral hemorrhaging,

     long shore quite on route.

slender and sleek

     brutish yet meek,

   the twisted reality of painting by fate

    leaves quite the distaste

      when learning to break face,

     lurking shadows prosper

           when shapes become altered

      and reality skips out on you 

This post is posted on Monday 29 April 2013.
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