Home: Poetry: Ivy McKnight: Lazy Reality
I walk trough a world of icicle drops and,
Candy cane signs, oh my I forgot,
Cashed in the world of memories like kisses,
So kind and right in the mind then lost.
Black bushes and white rings of,
Heaven, The blackness is lost in emotion.
Lights and stripes like transparent halos,
Theyíre swirls and dreams in reality.
Sway, sway right into your little ball,
Right from reaching a vastness but caught,
Changing and stagnant Iíll change but first,
Iíll escape.

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