eclipse Posted December 25, 2011 Share Posted December 25, 2011 verse: In the first meadow of snow i slept next to a dreamer who passed on a dream in the second meadow of ice i slept as a mime artist mimed a childs death chorus: in the third meadow of graves i laid as the music of a carousel played infants with burning palms and faces held up there burning crosses verse: in a fifth meadow of sun and moonlight it was half day and half night the artist mimed death and dumb he had one palm against the moon the other against the sun chorus: in the third meadow of graves i laid as the music of a carousel played infants with burning palms and faces held up there burning crosses bridge infants passed through me offering psalms saw each death in the flames of my burning palms the artist held up a mirror i saw infants make a boat out of the fire of the sun i watched them sail away to future births verse: chained between the sun and moon i wept the bloody dreams of strangers frozen with snows of hell i heard phantom voices tell a story about a stolen manger Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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