Saturday, June 07, 2008

it will approach as secret urgent messages
the way suddenly the
turning of a leaf
and the flight of a great black bird

how the heart cringes

an encryption
in flickering firelight

pieces of words
an eye, a cheek,
a cavern of words

doomdoomdoom

the domed echo bends the sky

1 Comments:

Blogger Yogi said...

The ricochets have endings. Be still.

3:04 AM  

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