We are bound by buried lines
that lurk like deadly mines
or choking twisted vines
which cling to reaching limbs
with parasitic whims
while daylight slowly dims
behind dejected drapes
prohibiting escapes
for those who’d rather traipse.
Are You Reading Me?
3 comments:
Awesome. This reminds me of of Montreal. "No matter where we are, we are always touching by underground wires"
Thanks Noah, I've only been to Toronto but will check it out someday.
Hi Jerome, thank you.
Oh, of Montreal is a band. But, I do love Canada.
Here's the song. It's rather depressing, but it's one of my favorite songs.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gWIwe4Bu86A
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