Monday, November 23, 2009

left outside

in the rain

the clumps of bedraggled hair followed
such license

her eyes fell upon
the moving rocks below

the sense of progress
denied by the masses

teeth keep distance
wires restrict movement

as it falls

the boat loosens its moorings
the light dances wild fire ice
the wall eats what the pigeons leave

the creatures cleave the carcass
claw at the sinews until bones are
carved
clasp at the cleavage
each finger bending

slow heat rising
from a decaying
regard

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