Ivan Rivers - 2latenow|bloomedin2

It's too late now
We fell together somewhere
Upon torrid astral plains
Tumbled upside down the mountain
Guarded lionesses’ manes
But the angles set upon us
Mixed blessings in reverse
Each tessellating heartache
Assaulted wound, a richer verse
Mixed mass-age mourned and wormed and burned
Yr lesson learned, an urn unturned
The ashes all a checkering of tile
I guess I held on for a while
I guess we held on for a while
I was leau, beheld behold
She was burning river sky
And my vices were devices
To finger figures how and why
Poured a molten melon on them
With cotton on the dial
My blackest death mask fashion
My own self-defeat a style
Mixed mass-age mourned and wormed and burned
Yr lesson learned, an urn unturned
The ashes all a checkering of tile
I guess I held on for a while
I guess we held on for a while
Oh, but your pity pretty heart
Was pollen from the start
And it blew you in two
We were blue, bloomed, in tune
They latched on
I broke in two
Into two
Too in tune
Entombed two
Tuned into
Bloomed in two
Mixed mass-age mourned and wormed and burned
Yr lesson learned, an urn unturned
The ashes all a checkering of tile
I guess I held on for a while
I guess we held on for a while
I guess we hold on for a while
I guess I’ll hold on for a while

Written by:
Ivan Raczycki

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