Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Involuntary chastity like a belt from the bottle
a swaying blind-eyed attempt at nothing
drooping hopes
such unfulfilled desires
sipping from the necks of chilled, willing victims
diluting vision, bringing ease that focuses to bravado.
Liquid nerves of iron men
steeled city women.



Spider on slender thread creates no threat to those flies
whose eyes
so well faceted in phosphorescent purples and greens
now beheaded beneath my deft fingers
between the me
and the essence of such short existance set free.

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