Blood and Bone
shatters
I imagine patterns
it might make
on silent walls
i'm afraid
of courses i may take
of thoughts that scatter spattered
like the patterns
it might make
Does the clock
watched stop
winding down
like life expired
I'm so tired
and i'm finding
life like time
when watched
rewinding
T.V. static snow trip
picture slips flips
up like rising
horizons
what do they mean?
these blips on my screen
rip skipping the message
i'm trying to get
despise me
my defective
parts
and worthless
words
once again.
Rush
the blood flow
blushing in my face
flushed
with sickness sinking
crushed within this place
silence gushing
and i'm brushing
past the one
I can't erase.
Into the mountains
secret stars speak
Poet of death and dreams
out of the wild
never
to speak again
moss tangled hair
will cover my face
unknown
will be my fragile gaze
the trees and the wind
will learn my dance
the river will speak
my sad effects
i will forget the shape of man
and time
will be known
in the moon and sky
odd incantations
chant constellations
as if the derelict moon
will still
not listen.
words sit confounded
on his lips
while his blood
on paper
is consumed in flames
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