Monday, July 30, 2007

Frozen Steel

No signs of snow and I'm getting so tired

changing seasons surely recognizable

as the sometimes unimaginable conductor

of the trembling tide

they're so sure of their willingness to separate

from each other

we listen with our heads tilted slightly arched upwards

waiting to do whatever the precipitation tells us

A will unhinged, swift in restraining

our lunatic notions

but we'll be all right

wind kissed wrists with a touch like rough bark

all your exploding nations submit a smile

flaming chariots abandoned

in ruinous metallic strips of flesh

the source of fuel

to power this engine of eating too terrible to know

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