Beneath

Beneath the house. Beneath the town.
Caves tunneling the underground.
Where secrets whisper in the dark.
The landscape stark. Enveloping a heart.
Where souls are used as stepping stones
To reach the great unknown.
Adrift within an endless sea.
Adventuring in serendipity.
Where tides would sway the night and day
of all they never knew.
Growing by the phases of the moon.
In syncopated rhythm, moving on
into a psacewhere light would never shine.
Through corridors within inhuman minds.
Flesh to flesh. Beyond endurance.
Flying and then dying - in the dance.
Creative sparks pass round and round.
Then sink into the deepest sound.
Moving through the halls of all untime.
Beneath the house. Beneath the town.
Caves tunneling the underground.
Where secrets whisper in the dark.
The landscape stark.
Enveloping a heart...

? Michaelette ?

11/06/2005
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