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Listless Nights (Other) by blindwriter
Beneath expanses plaited through the sky
A silence curdles darkness gone awry
A blanket whistles twists and curls
Behind a mural of sulfur pearls
The silence catches fire
A notion billows higher
Salty air descends upon the coal-ringed port
Black riders hurdle comets through the air for sport
Gripped without suspense a million eyes
Watchful, even as the starlight dies
Passed over the hand
That turned out the land
The pounding of a gallop over night-devoured grass
The resonance that turns the earth with shards of glass
Turn back the clock recount your sacred seconds
The hour strikes as midnight beckons
The eerie ails endless
Friend falls friendless
Faint sounds meander helplessly, lost and never found
A glimmer of light expands and is struck again to the ground
Without these promised memories, a half-dead sun will die
Beneath expanses plaited through a pearly, silent sky
A stolen remorse severed
A bleeding sky remembered.
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