yo Yo go string
is there
a home to return.
Four walls and
lead in action.
Come back home;
The Taj
looks down and glares across the down plains
and
asks who does this belong to?
The land
this that there and in particular
that island.
A sacrifice burnt youths folly
and weakness
of desire.
Yo yo wire
do not go
for stars in attendance.
Stay back here
The tides
will turn and sweep vertically up the hills
and
say whose angels are we?
This place
or far away place of space
that location.
Four walls
have
a prayer;
The crux
same.
Peace.
Tuesday, February 24, 2015
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