"Magic Barriers"

Magic goes straight to the area of truth, with a sense of sullen grimness, half choked, flushed red face of morning

Talk to me Rain-glowing without life, scattered impulses gather me, passionate  acts, our traditions rise

Friends are open  green hills, simple grace of importance, a friend with shoulders this rose morning

Half choked friends suffocated in convictions, hardened resolves friends are the recesses of memories hills

The past, shifted friends on adroit grounds, accosted  ideals, lampooned with cherished prejudices in bowed submissions

My  haunted mind friends, unearthly burden; a place for chill trepidation,  drank colorless care friend

 Desperate resolve of spirit friend, we conversed in fluency and nothing passed, only desperation

The walls have resolve , the universe- to a fundamental nothingness, as some human defect detected in some hollow moons rings

 Ironic words, flung-flushed out to some intolerably wind, the silence becomes given stare of difference rebounds

Looking at day-dreams, how I give my eyes to the demons of false glory and simple success, the same demon who rules too often

 Eyes with the gift of deep dark silences, eagle in his tracks trade eyes, acted in honors delicacy, sudden dreams we give

 Admiring visions dark silence comes, as friend loathsome listened in gazed intent, protestations held and than replies went

 Magics argumentative vague acceptance, only a smile only a smile, a smile into silence