Friday, August 19, 2011

TWINED FINGERS

The civil fates
With cilvilized silver tongues
That pulse red now and again
Desirous for rages
Eyes always sunshine slits
Their gaze covered by a barren forest
And they cock their heads
Lolling, brokenly to the side
Tender necks long to give
Weeds grow from their scalps
Bone fingers twine with roots
Gnarled and knotted
My eyes fell upon those cutting glass lips

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