The Bell

I seem unable to recall love’s blood red affinity. I appear indifferent, impolite and impenetrable.

(There are treasures to be found in kinship, there are stars to be found inside of affection.)

Truths wander blindly upon the reddening streets and the heaving tavern clangs the bell...

© 2011 by mark prime


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