Entry tags:
2009-06-04
Entry tags:
yet more silly poetry for pups (OC)
their eyes follow me
across the market square
the well only works once a day
when i come to call it
their eyes follow me
across the hard pan of the desert floor
the oases only bloom
in the days after i pass
their eyes follow me
across the dais to sit at his side
his power only blossoms
when they know i am here to save them.
~~~
i remember standing under a street lamp
my hand fumbling in my pocket for my mobile
i remember the dark lump of flesh in your fist
and the gaping hole in my chest
where it once beat.
the universe holds its breath
waiting for me to remember.
across the market square
the well only works once a day
when i come to call it
their eyes follow me
across the hard pan of the desert floor
the oases only bloom
in the days after i pass
their eyes follow me
across the dais to sit at his side
his power only blossoms
when they know i am here to save them.
~~~
i remember standing under a street lamp
my hand fumbling in my pocket for my mobile
i remember the dark lump of flesh in your fist
and the gaping hole in my chest
where it once beat.
the universe holds its breath
waiting for me to remember.