Stained Glass Portrait.

[Tak-Jak]

Seven thousand thought's grew
and we cover up
the scratching sun
between our house
and their sleeping cat.

However, each side of this story
has gingerbread company
when selfish spoons shine
at the sight of baked apple pie.

Infinity will move his field
when your threshold
is no longer ripe
and we live through
a city life
where you start small
can't spell
and ask the computer
for sounds you can't remember.

I can last seventy days
in picture perfect America
before my cross
gets too heavy to hold
and their answer remains
too simple
while explaining why
pages have been ripped
out from the story of
American genocide.

My hands won't remain
bound just because they
tied the knot.  

[KirbyVictorious]

To future readers:

*psst* I don't get it either. wink

Pretty though...but I didn't understand a word this time. :/

But I loooooovedlovedloved the last two stanzas.  

[Xahmen]

TJ, you need a legend for reference to your works.
The cat isn't sleeping, it's dead.  

[KirbyVictorious]

TJ? Never thought of that one. :/ ^.^  

[Oukow]

I don't understand, yet I enjoy/like it so much...