Wheel

Paul_Gauguin_-_D'ou_venons-nous

Crushed moments
underneath a canvas of gilded light.
Weep for a cerulean moment spent,
lost in youth.

Creep hotly the span of age
amongst a churn of youth
trodden by a naked peal.

Lift up languished heads,
a cloud of stars awaits!

Breath softly in whispered gait,
mumbled choir of Heaven’s charge,
leave behind ruddy paws and mangled
thoughts.

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