Wild Bill Taylor's Twins of Eden |
by Wild Bill Taylor |
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new poem by wild bill taylor
Across the salient, narrows, stood, time, dismal in her plenty; twins of Eden, sing, a lost cantina, lace, a plenty, you, loved, before darkness covered our mountains, you clung to me, before the yelling November, warned, we were taken, the last gentle kiss on your lips, revived, the pentameter of my selfish watch, forever, now only in our nightmarish dreams, you appear, before dawn’s bald head, you, did not recognize, me, older now, the smiles have receded, past the laughing mock; “I love you”, is now a whisper’s breath, I held you, before, the salient opening, and the rest of them, came home to hollow whispers, as, history’s eternal ghosts… |
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