Needle to a Storm

Posted: November 21, 2012 in Uncategorized
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youth passes as a strange frontier,

brides bed to maternity

giving to the older self

who sips from the singing wine,

and feels wasted interiors,

dark enamel wings

spread before the middle sun,

gone is the city in the afternoon,

places been and found

emotions seen and felt,

darker sky approached

movement influenced heart,

it would be natural to fall down

rain remembers what was far away

dissolves some of the pain,

wine sounds like silk

upon the throat,

music accompanies at the side

flashes of the storm

i will not love again,

why kill a corpse twice

before my eyes

 

those pale flanks rain streaked

more distant than the moon

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Comments
  1. claudia says:

    what touched me most here was the rain, remembering what was far away…

  2. brian miller says:

    i will not love again,

    why kill a corpse twice….dang what a pairing that….and your opening line is tight as well on youth…

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