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by Lightning Rod

Posted to Utterances on 2004-04-02 20:40:00

Parent message is 631628
you echo my words
is that not a rapt shadow?
lives trodden in intricate tracks
like the sun hiding from the moon

don’t gamble on my suspicion
or trample on my phantom image
the tracks are suspended
and overdubbed in layers

if the scent of your snatch
is enough to make me surrender
my shadow and my memory
and my soul echoed

I yield to your respriation
like a cloud gasped onto the sky
instruments can’t measure
my shadow, my shadow