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Slight Of Pen
GrayvYard

Glitter tears float past the cattail swamp
Muck chokes the drain, bubbling with stained water
Cold coffee holds up the dead tree's branches
And stars sparkle a new ghost onto the river's edge

Transparent, liquid surface, polishes emotion smooth
Granulated roots struggle to hold the leaky foundation together
Gray grass strangles black soil in a secret valley
A drifting soul of pixie silver, is laced throughout a night breeze

Earth tone orchestras whisper beyond the ears of industry
Anxious black space swallows what the moon fails to spotlight
Subdued embers of moonlit reflections conspire a mellowed distance
While solemn, shattered spirits tumble to bed beneath an operatic memory