Thursday, April 23, 2009
Lost, lost, lost As if lost in a labyrinth Of quicksilver pain You like a grounded reptile Slashing and burning In jerking saliva And I am hardly sinking Like your drowning flotilla In a breastful of hemlock Thump, thump throbs Your little heart Beating hard upon My closing moments Penetrating your... Sign in to see full entry.
Blue Hyacinth
Lost, lost, lost As if lost in a labyrinth Of quicksilver pain You like a grounded reptile Slashing and burning In jerking saliva And I am hardly sinking Like your drowning flotilla In a breastful of hemlock Thump, thump throbs Your little heart Beating hard upon My closing moments Penetrating your... Sign in to see full entry.
Resting In A Bird's Nest
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Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Resting In A Bird's Nest
I needed a life’s rest For a day in a bird’s nest But I found no sorrows for a nook Only a cleavage in a wall was there to look And I twanged my long bow The arrow refused to kill my mocking shadow Right at the heart of my bone marrow Only to come back the next day after tomorrow After a long night... Sign in to see full entry.
How Old Is Time?
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Tuesday, April 21, 2009
How Old Is Time?
How old is time? I asked the wandering sky I asked the lapses of ancestral silence They all retreated back into the future timely Leafing through the piles of dust and ashes Leafing through the ruins of moments Counting in membranes the number of flesh and blood The rains shed tears in giggling... Sign in to see full entry.
How Old Is Time?
How old is time? I asked the wandering sky I asked the lapses of ancestral silence They all retreated back into the future timely Leafing through the piles of dust and ashes Leafing through the ruins of moments Counting in membranes the number of flesh and blood The rains shed tears in giggling... Sign in to see full entry.
In Spasms of Poverty of A Loaf of Bread
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In Spasms of Poverty of A Loaf of Bread
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Monday, April 20, 2009
In Spasms of Poverty of A Loaf of Bread
Slums to slums You see love in spasms of hunger Hunger, gathering in rowdy clouds, Besieges you, so you know not How the choregraph of dancing darkness Stares at the face of death Breathless with the vows of fistful lives, together Together the ambushing anger Coyly rapes you from within and... Sign in to see full entry.