Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Ethereal Traveler


Eye lashes pierce the surface.
Frayed branches glistening like electrical wires. 
Brush strokes painting gravity in reverse.

Spangled leaves sonic drenched startle the mocking birds
Flying shadows with heavy gulps
Eraser gray lead and vanishing distances

The cold days come and go.
No refutation of potent canon turns the dark away.
Masochistic rapture where no children play

Birth of the life now vanished if ever was
Ethereal travelers take alms with the devil .
The wings of determination are inexorable.

Nothing is superfluous.
The musket fear chimes newspapers read.
Taken, taken, taken.

Prison is the lead in the bars.
the bark in the eye lash that cheats.
Winter cane with an awkward step this year.