Opaque Oasis

Opaque Oasis

Dec 23, 2011

Elapsing Waltz

Amidst the wavering night tide

A stone, cold silence caressed the air

No echo beyond an audible level,

Peace cradled the night


Underneath the crowing esophagus

Her acoustic guitar she strummed

As upon the pacifying vapor of a cigarette

Her lips fervently clasped


‘Twas a minor hint of nicotine

Born just of this woman's breath

As gently a waft of smoke

Waltzed across the horizon

Serenading the stars in slumber


And all night she'd sing songs

Speaking tales of great misfortune

Around a sacred fire of devotion

To spread love & peace

All across the valley

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