Friday, December 11, 2009

45*21

you can never be humbled
just want to go to bed and sleep forever
well agnes and cyn went walking in the woods
and upon a stream they came
in the steam that trickled over small rock
cyn saw the eys of a beast
and in the sound of thunder arose an apparition
so awe inspiring that it growled within the mind
and had it ridden cycles inside
if I die tonight it be the title
you can't explain a stone to someone saying rock
the beast rose out of the stream
it was like a bear but pine cone instead of fur
the face could almost be made out
eyes of sea sky blue rimmed in crimson
"I am the bridge of time"
agnes walks across and grows old
cyn waits behind and becomes an apple tree
agnes runs the cycles of life until she becomes old
a man who chops down an apple tree
one last time cross the bridge

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