Thursday, April 29, 2010

Within time.

their bones were hollow, fragile

perfectly placed within
situated geometry
their skin tender, thickened by moments
layered in growth, within
the stability sawn short

they once alighted the branches
from heights, prospecting
within a realm of ticks
situated clocks

their thoughts were hollow, breakable

forming consecutive rings
within which, human fingers
situated sounds
hastily, they cut through
the wind and their wings

drifted to the bottom, broken


1 comment:

  1. love the opening and closing lines of this. like perfect bookends of language.

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