Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Stained Brick ( The Conduit Volume One)

Marrow stained along the wall
Words entrusted to us all

Dank and dreary
Dark and scary
The life of a conduit

Sometimes the message is misinterpreted
When it was written to be understood

There’s violence in the wind
Tall and thin, stout or miniscule
Each developing link
Connects to the chain before,

Facial muscles twitch
Inspired to believe

Bodies tremble
Quakes, shakes, tics and tremors

They like I
Wish to know,
To understand
Who it is that speaks, who the words are intended for?

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