Open the Door

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Dark rest the shroud of dopple
Warm beneath her heavy breast I
Pores upon the roof of the mouth
Leak the flow of dangerous intent
In the distance I make out the shapes
Of satellite observation means
Hidden within another’s self
They fail to sniff out my shell
They’ve their armor of coda
And their banners of diplomacy
But I’ve known their order
And have tasted their sell by date values
Open the door before they see
Open the door before they eat
All that was sown together with time…..
Open the……..

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~ by ryantyrl on July 18, 2010.

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