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As pastel skies dissolve into the horizon,

long shadows chase the highway into the night.

The afterglow sighs with friction.

Fretful purpose erodes the day away.

Patience lingers like a frightened chill in the air.

There is nowhere to go but tomorrow.

The sun painfully descends.

The time for warmth now ends.

Windswept drifts of snow,

footprints filling slow,

past the frozen corpses of friends.

Pale echo sounds.

Hollow voice of the proud.

All efforts in vain;

please ignore the stains.

Silent heart breaks loud;

bleeding, alone and in pain.

Night's dark womb:

overcast, sliver of moon.

Alive with the slither of snakes:

red spots glow the trail the tail takes.

Where you wait.

I can't be late.

Strike a match to puncture each of your eyes.

Push them in hard and feign surprise

at being blind to the flicker of flame.

Only to be burned all the same.

The unshaken trees weep

for the solemn promise they keep

To stand tall and grand no matter the land

lest the shadows creep into sand.

"Is this where my purpose lie?" They ask.

"Is this promise worth the height I tower?" They speak.

The broken trees weep without condolence

In the air of stagnant breeze 

Over the still meadow, and under the violent seas.

"I know not the creatures I house; nor the view of world's mysteries."

"I am blind, as well to history."

"I am, these rings I cannot see."

"My purpose is to cease a land I couldn't possibly dream."

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Do you ever read these at poetry open mics?

PastelPink said: 

Do you ever read these at poetry open mics?

 No...

Buttered Toast said: 

PastelPink said: 

Do you ever read these at poetry open mics?

 No...

 would you?