Echoing my Soul

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Absolve my sound
Its reflection, my repetition
I came slave-flame
As the property of the wind
Mud in footprint-faint
To place bricks in a row-flow
To bend over backwards
To forget-I sweat
Don't say a word-sword
Allow me-free
To light the moon-soon
From the period to which all belong
I could have done some more.
Don't say a word-soar
Allow me-knee
Mark burned in my tongue-dung
Sour tin plate-bait
I sold myself to the future   
And I stayed slave
As an aimless compass
a weathervane in dark storm
So did youth-truth
So do tears-fears
I couldn't keep trying
I ought to have been inside out-shout
Don’t say a word-it’s absurd
Allow the breeze to sneeze my dust-lust
The tartest taste
Oblivion and affliction
When will the end end?
My hands so poor-pure
Through every pore-gore
Will you close the door?-sore?
At least
At most
At last
Will you bury me?
Because, leave?-live?
I can't

Reviews

[Raul Moreno]

"I sold myself to the future "As an aimless compass " Two of my favorite lines, you did an amazing job with this one. I enjoyed reading your work today keep your creative pen flowing...Raul