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By believe Date: 2002 Nov 07 Comment on this Work [[2002.11.07.19.38.24213]] |
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unique this type of age'ed blue colors this piece of fragile glass for only that can make this kind of hue age and only that thin as a shell of dove so very delicate seems that a stray breath of wind will shatter what time could not i think as it lies within my hands and twist with knotted strength arms corded along their length just so now i know what you might think if such a shape were of luck its shards would shear my flesh in final death it takes drinking from me my red but i found so long ago under the right pressures just so it will twist a fragile shape if held to its breaking never more you can twist and bend and create such a wonder though the very crystal of its glassine shape might scream its silence your eyes themselves taking in this cry knownin' it has to... break... knowin' it has to... happen... yet with disbelief ever there watching for it to break knowin' without a doubt it has to... yet still it never does.... yet it has to.... and should this color of age'ed blue be love... |