It's about time
for a shell-
shock.
Swirling in clouds
of your
own design
you're growing
wards(back)
each day as
you
fade
jaded
to wisps like
them.
Reaching
beyond walls and
belligerent barricades
is impossible for me
now.
I'm too hung up
hung out
finding life
to see
the wall
is
cracking.
Now it's your turn
to bust
yourself
out.















Comments
--
an antique arms and armor expert
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"Where the Spirit does not Work with the Hand there is No Art" -Da Vinci
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