Words flowed that day
Off my tongue to land on ears and blossom
If for good or for bad, they went
And I stood and watched it come from me
Unstoppable
This flood I cannot abate, it flows
From me and falls
Upon deaf ears, I am supposing
As my hands lift the black metal to my cheek
Caressing the new way and warding
Off chills that seep into marrow
Long lines of people, now gone
I wait and wait with my cheek bearing
Imprints of black metal
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