October 01, 2017

naive

streams of waters so calm
whites of the doves so pure
chirps of the twitters so mellow
elegance of the swans so graceful

possess pure intentions of the predators
keeps a brick of ice behind the brestbones
could rupture this engineering marvel down to ground.
could raze hopes for myriad more blissful journeys
hanging it without them magic lasso.

be careful what you wished for.

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