Wednesday, September 21, 2011

sympathy

They took my mind
Salted, hung it
Above those dogs

-Snap and snarl
Below my thoughts-

But I shall never fall away

Count each hair
Each grain of salt
Lose heart and rip it
(Eat it all)

Elephants tiptoe through
Stars fall
To kiss the earth
Between my toes

And I bother not to put them back

Die darling stars
Waste lovely flowers
Drown in your own dew and dust

Fear my fingers slightest tough
Cower at the stutters of my tongue
I’ll dance among you
Taste your breath
Bottle your colors

Die

Die with frailty my love
(As those dogs snap right behind you)

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