Thursday, December 3, 2009

The Dying


In a great
glittering flash
Black bolt to beating sky
I saw through lightening
A scavenger looking for bones
Smooth as shoulder blades
Cut with a quick
Repeating blow
I cannot see
what I’m dying for
Remove from me my love, oneric
Within nothingness
Do I sink.

1 comment:

  1. Do I sink
    within nothingness?
    Remove from me my
    love, oneiric.
    What I’m dying
    for I cannot see,
    cut blow of quick
    repeat.
    I saw through lightening:
    Black bolt to beating sky
    [something, something]
    In a great
    glittering flash.

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