The Late Night Mind
This will be my final post.
I have moved to tumblr.
Farewell and Happy New Year!
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It's that time of the year again, where you drink a little too much at Christmas Parties, overeat, stress, forget to buy presents, lose your favourite pair of reindeer earrings, scribble New Year resolutions onto wine-stained napkins... Hug and kiss all sorts of faces.
:) Happy Festive Season!
"He stood a stranger in this breathing world,
An erring spirit from another hurled;
A thing of dark imaginings, that shaped
By choice the perils he by chance escaped."
We hear the bells on every hour
As the last demon disappears
We see postcards on the sidewalk
Like broken backs on floors of spears.
We talk in circles dancing through streets
Trying to reach the Northern Lights
Words in blue neon steal our footsteps
But we keep walking bathed in darkened nights.
Our two voices tessellate
Forming strands of heightened bliss
All eyes are masked in our direction
Back to summer we reminisce.
Wars of shadows close around us inch by inch
They cannot penetrate our skin
Let the bells ring, let the bells ring
Nothing but love can blur vision from within.
The thrill of stealth is something so exhilarating.
Let the bells ring.
