piercing eyes

Sinned

we must have

a hundredth time

For today

Our heads

hang high

daddied in the arms of trial and error.

Solemn, piercing eyes

no longer bowl dream

our feet ground now

In bushy neck of the woods

Clipped off pinions

no longer play with the wind

the smiles curled up somewhere

Posterity shifted out

at the ring of the bell

untold scene spell.

Its just the rapier passage

Connecting me to a smog-veiled sky,

emotion no longer invested.

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