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Tiny little cities made of ash, 2010


There is no up
no down
only around
as the hills and valleys erode with water
the time passes
ever slower

all built is soon lost
all found never seen
hidden in the valleys
lain tiny cities built of ash
rolling waves of little 
specs dripping black 
onto the ground

with each breath fall 
tiny cities made of ash

as foundations tumble 
eroding the earth 

making valleys filled
with tiny cities made of ash
whose walls keep tumbling down

nor wind,
nor rain
can be prevented
causing the little cities 
to tumble
tumble to the ground

stone turns to sand
on which are built
tiny cities made of ash.

we fade from light
fall from grace
but such is life
the life I face

My world crying for light
Yet tiny cities made of ash 
crumble into the night

when the blue again shimmers
in her eye's life 
appears beside whether 
cactus or fire fly

The world begins again
memories fade to view 
as all returns to mind again
to whisper light 

my eyes close and 
my mind gathers sight
her eye's I see again
bringing me light. 

nor money nor glory
can be remembered
for the memory
from the beginning 
or the end
it will never shone so bright 
as what I felt that night.

time erases all things
us forgiving ourselves
the forgotten lost
to tiny cities made of ash

with praise for the remembered
can never I see the light
which shone so
brightly in her eyes

the hope of a child
the love of a boy
the lust of a man
for her color to be 
his once again

Tiny cities made of Ashe 
crumbling 
exploding 
Burning
toiling
wiping away the past
while the present burns
the past turns to Ash
the future stocks the flame

tiny cities full of salty Ashe 
crumbling with each tear 
sigh of sorrowful regret
compacting the Ashe 
finally turning to coal

From the pressure of moments past
coal forms diamond
diamond a foundation for the future

A mouse turning milk to butter
I build the foundation I walk on 
further known as me

nor possession 
nor faith
nor fate
can hope to accomplish 
the very jest
of a life lived
in cruel humor

but the stars 
the golden strands
of the suns blue light

for she watches tiny
cities made of ash
crumble 
and
rise
Threw her very eye's

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