Friday, November 18, 2011



The billboards scream commands at me
By day as far as I can see
The sun’s offensive to my sight
So I walk by the voice of night
The grass is blue, my shadow green
To insects’ songs I walk unseen
Nothing between me and the land
The moon rolls, falling from my hand

The silence of the night unbroken
By combustion’s screams
The promises of life unspoken
Save in elven dreams
The tribe of tiger runs with me
We hunt beneath the stars
My mother fills me with her life
I walk upon her scars

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