Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Dead Man's Bells

"We are here"
he shouted from crisp lips
A deep articulated freshness
climbed the glossy sky
future timed
night broken

A friendly brawl with
the valley whore woke the
man's white throat

"You have brought me the world"

Beyond the leaves and trees
the air appeared to understand
A mocking bird from nearby spoke
and the foxgloves echoed in silent

1 comment:

zonedin said...

the bells sound like angels singing in the desert spring