Sunday, November 29, 2009

Sewers of Contempt

There is a stranger
That has entered the space between
Wisdom and knowledge
Universe and time
Cracked under that Seven
Head faced so high
But you better leave this house
Because I rent
And you abhor
But there in the darkness
A red light, shown
Unlock the doors
Seek and beseech
We cannot adhere
In a small place
Together
For we have grown apart
By a year
Of many years
But you do not know me
And you do not belong
In the sewers of contempt
In the alleys of
goodbye

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