Wednesday, May 2, 2012

skeleton problem

in a tuft of fonts
staring out at my own eyes
year after year
without spring
to will
the dead alive

as midnight drives you
to the corner of each eye
the one I love to keep
the night
from falling



Whatever said...

my bones turn to ash inside me
ridiculously aware
of this untenable connection
a concocted of electrons and unsound imagination
awakening every day
to this hungry love
so skeletal
it's hard to feel anything at all

rivercat said...

wonderful description

sHoNa said...

I do love lists of words. I do. Your list is great. Full of some wonderful words I'd never even thought about. Oh, hey. I love the header looks great, too.

rivercat said...

thanks :)