Friday, March 16, 2012

returning to the cave
where baby's were
nurtured

out climbed love
and out climbed hate

one facing upwards
one facing downwards

their shadows evacuating visibly

suddenly we feel much stronger one said
suddenly we feel much stronger one said

there I lay on the floor
leaking and seeping
flames filling all space

you see this apple one said
you see this world one said

and together they turned a key
made of bone and dream

hunted by lightning
and thunder
bridges and creeks

and old farmhouses
and older farm hands

and for a moment
mending everything

all space was cold

as if they had picked
the skull empty
in search
of something to eat

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