Green ivy cuddles a grey pillar
\nA monolith reaching to the clouds
\nCold concrete weathered by the winds of time
\nA butterfly lands on a vine grasping the column<\/p>\n
A beat of a wing and off it goes
\nPushed along by greater atmospheric forces
\nIt flaps as a part of something bigger
\nUltimately accepting unison<\/p>\n
A man falls from atop the pillar
\nFallen, he eats the dirt
\nHe shits the dirt
\nHe vomits the dirt<\/p>\n
Laying there restless
\nHe is paralysed
\nA brown haired woman lends a hand
\nHer glasses and nose ring etched in his mind<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Green ivy cuddles a grey pillar A monolith reaching to the clouds Cold concrete weathered by the winds of time A butterfly lands on a vine grasping the column A beat of a wing and off it goes Pushed along by greater atmospheric forces It flaps as a part of something bigger Ultimately accepting unison … Continue reading Who visited my dream last night?<\/span>