Whisper Again, DuVaul (Part 2)

Life gets so very complicated. "I, well...when the song ends, so do you." See, "1:46 to 2:09," for Part 3.

Thought re-structuring palindrone speaks:

 

Ah - she struts, beat rolls in, “I,”

Plucks a soul-through sound, and

Oh, she strolls where we go;

 

And in, we’ll find a carefully wooded room

Behind a castle of coal, belies, “well…”

Her portrait; convulsed with dexterous tones.

 

Painted in through turgid pauses, between laces of

Wordless texture.  A new emotion.  Enameled stone - DuVaul

Is this; A roaming knave can’t help but smile to her theme.

 

The willow signed to the top of her hand burgeons

Gracefully from its spot - sparks every hope she had

Of someday re-entering; the castle.  Her old paintings.

 

Five groves lean closely; her fingers say.

I know that’s not her name; naturally.

“when the song ends, so do you.”

 

Author's Note

Palindrome is misspelled. Not an accident :)

*Not referring to the political "term" either.

Voyager and Face to Face by Daft Punk.

Reviews

[Skelasoldier]

Very epic writing, keep up the good work :D