Saturday, September 30, 2006

Broken Fields

Smiles flattered and haunted
Ropes sinewed and knotted
Did you feel the fright as the stranger (I) slipped past in the night


Words fly around in unsupported randomness
Forget the child not or the impressed happiness
A rock at a time tumbles the toes by
The child spreads its wings and believes the lie
Water dark and icy rages below,
The child free and cheerful falls in slow


Beached, drunken, stripped and sunken
A whiff takes me to the plane unspoken
Slender thoughts and lissome glance,
The simple plesaures of the surreal lands

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