Monday, August 24, 2015

A tale of pity and woe

A tale of pity and woe

beneath our ancestors moon

we dance voraciously toward

an ideal of refrain - mist

before us aids our breath

on this a most moist encounter

with rampant appetite in

a most peculiar rendition

of Faust on a half shell -

Why does it rain for

sorrow when it is just

as important as the

sunshine's joy within?

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