Tuesday, July 25, 2017

Rob Schackne #408 - A Faint Dictionary Of Scars (5) "Every turn a goodness"

Every turn a goodness
Working the dead ends
Shortcuts go nowhere
Daytime vision is dark
Drum sounds get louder
Shock develops in the head

Jeopardize the hole
They pounded us for years

Creatures great and small
Wonder anyone survived
One by one we surfaced
Laughing half screaming

Falls from a shade tree
Falls from a hayloft
Any fall from a cliff top
Always hit harder back
Give as good as you got
Don't waste the anger

Deep pit that was
The pity that wasn't
Bright and beautiful
Tunnels punched with holes
Old music turned into bombs
Fire smoke there was no water

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