This lovely bonescape
is no place for children,
our grins too big,
screwed to the skyline
as if looking
for escape.
I no longer feel
the city
beneath my feet.
It has been replaced
by straw,
red and white damsels
dope-eyed with distress
who cannot make a sound.
Their hands are lilies
and I bear a mirror
on my back
so all
will call you fair.
You will not remember this
when you awaken -
not the man with the cat
hunched
and hungry in the hallway
or the hat
I once wore to dinner
or the wine we drank
from the brown jug
only the smell
of rabbits
squirming in a jar.
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JurgenDoe
Interesting and very nice manipulation work.
Nov 20th, 2011 Reply SubscriberScarlettletters
Thanks. it is a theme I have wanted to do for awhile now.
Nov 22nd, 2011 ReplyJurgenDoe
You really did a fabulous job on this one.
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