A Portal Unto the Sun
“My soul is among lions; I lie among the sons of men who are set on fire....”
Dramatica; expect the worst and hope for the best is what some say!?
In life and breath and love and death; portents ~
Stopping in front of the Azteca's theatre; admiring the lovely mannequin girl
Adorned as a communal daughter with long flowing hair and beads of many colours
Sitting amid the tickets booth draped aneath cobwebs smiling and speaking
Unto my spirit in hues of yesteryears arrays; these pantheon coronations?!
Red double doors with circular windows trimmed in black; conversing
An entrance to cross through its beckoning; a schizophrenic passing by again....
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....“A Portal Unto The Sun` *
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