Thursday, October 2, 2008

Saturn's Rings

Awaken me!
Tomorrow's world -
excoriated, dimly lit
corridor-lined doorways
never creaking open.

Sleepwalk through fog
unguided, lampless;
wade an icy stream
between galaxies,
the bed falling away,
bottomless;

webbed myrrh tendrils
evoke ageless ghosts,
intuition sits silently.

Surreptitious eyes
steal furtive glances -
moonlit intrusion.

Nettle netting clutches
any passing prey;
black hole whirlpools
eddy up, randomly;
echoed,
sardonic chortles.

Distance,

light's sliver
winks,

pulse
quasar
.

Tied laces -
our fingers

bow knot,
gripping souls
expose radiant flames,
burst dawn!

Dare open
coffin, step out
frolic:
Saturn's rings.

1 comment:

Joy Leftow said...

war is never good ~