Friday, August 24, 2018

Sunlight On Grass

Sunlight On Grass
© Surazeus
2018 08 24

The wretched tree of the absolute hill
disperses naked shadows of despair
writhing strictly through my aggressive eyes
from fierce annihilation of mute howls.

Far flat across our angry desolation
stretch soul-twisting roads of hopeless obsession
that crack wide open taut shell of frail truth
releasing nauseous clouds of wordless breath.

Dim purple wind sweeps fragments of lost hopes
once stitching mask with threads of memories
in restless ritual of mind-numbing motion
to reassemble puzzle of our world view.

Eerie atmosphere of still ambience
where shadows lurk among gold slender pines
reflects through fractured mirror of my eyes
infinite sorrow of sunlight on grass.

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