Jess Land Sum
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All that tries
To dive into these
Submarine eyes
Is a dove
On of the
sweet spinning
Gloom of love
Or tomb
And what rides
Between those
Thinly blanked lines
Is a concreate-toned confide
That her mind
Will evermore be proned
To reside in the yellow sky
Of ivory nines

Dancing through cheetah lights
Dreaming on pebbles, or gazing on the wild walk I'd win
Is it a crime, so sublime in my same azure chime
Time can't still the climb to my waterfront grin
A smile would show thin in a walk of our skin
Infinite craters plague these chambers of tin
Denote of the Sickle Soar- Forevermore

Call it sweet,
Call it neat,
Call it drab,
But in time
It will line
With the other
Cotton bears, it'll
Look warm and seep
Trough the underchair,
And plant the binding dime
Of Soft whistles and
Sweet fragments
Of the red death,
On the word of the
Sickly lady of the night,
And of the Scarlet beast
In Beth, don't enshrine
It as a whine,
On the line
Through the rusted
Rail,friend,
Its only stale,
Pale, and short tailed,
Just only if you
Sleep on the lemon patch
That, says, end

I understood yellow through the full frame of the window
I waltzed with the new eyes of receding frames of me alone
Her sickle tongue fled toward the dread to leave mine like a thread
And I like to say it bled, but it formed a groan
Unknowing of the words in the disease language I'll moan
The snake slithered back before I would need it sewn
Denote of the Sickle Soar- Foreverwind

Just, say,
Don't, doubt,
The hundred year
Drought will
Bind into the air
Once your mind
Paints in astral colors
It's not there
But this bridge between
Our lands of rooftops
With eyes and streets
Where the red is dye,
Is opening a crack
To sprinkle the start,
It showed it's crippling palms,
So lost, void,
It may have just
Fell apart

That last three hour trip
Turned into a four month dive
To seek through fake creaks, and a never ending peak
Just a cheap antique to fuel a hollow fronted drive
Escaping the dishevelled streets, that in heard cries its deprived
Only for a dime of a day, but in rusted sap it wouldn't dive
Denote of the Sickle Soar- Foreverclimb

Preach the whispers
Of the drowning ghost
From the ruins,
To still blend with the
Flame masked echoes from
The caves, the embers
Throw their tongue
And pummel the burning
Question into me,
Why am I so grave?
In the limelight
Of this city under
The moonlight,
The flying leaves
Behind the
Crouching shadow couldn't quite
Set the dash,
And the fever wrapped throat
Just sings,
That feather in the dawning light,
Was from the unicorn
With butterfly wings

I'm not the river, I'm not the spout, I'm just this quiver of doubt
But it, slowly, ever so slowly, drowns
After the dive, the looming line blooms into a shivering whine
It slowly, points just one that frowns
I will always see, the palm that dared to drown
It gripped this soil shrine, froze the cheetah light, and paced all the way down
Denote of the Sickle Soar- Forevermeant

In the water of sunny days
And in the water of rainy mornings
I still walk by the old house with my arms held out
Because I believe that if I wait long enough
You'll come back
And you'll reach out to my hand one last time
Because
Teddy bear stripper, the monkey, the unicorn will butterfly wings, the sickle soar,
Jessica
I know that
I want you to know
You were
My greatest love
And

You were


My greatest failure
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