Feb. 5th, 2009
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Feb. 5th, 2009 02:31 amA moth burning in flame
such a classic image
of a worthwhile time
a metaphor of a life combusting
a trope of beauty
(said archie);
A bird, beating its wings
smashing into glass
(there is light on the other side
and on this one a broken neck, crack
and a fall to the grass,
someone near wonderng what that thud was)
A bear in the woods
gnawing its leg
the steel trap only one set of teeth
blood and spit
and strings of flesh
someway a temporary reprieve
A girl in jacket and gloves,
throat pulsing a guitarsong
foot pressed to the floor,
there's another hill there,
there's never enough wind,
faster, faster,
sharp corners bedamned.
such a classic image
of a worthwhile time
a metaphor of a life combusting
a trope of beauty
(said archie);
A bird, beating its wings
smashing into glass
(there is light on the other side
and on this one a broken neck, crack
and a fall to the grass,
someone near wonderng what that thud was)
A bear in the woods
gnawing its leg
the steel trap only one set of teeth
blood and spit
and strings of flesh
someway a temporary reprieve
A girl in jacket and gloves,
throat pulsing a guitarsong
foot pressed to the floor,
there's another hill there,
there's never enough wind,
faster, faster,
sharp corners bedamned.