Monday, February 16, 2009

Hier

You remind me of yesterday;
candid and short,
misery of all sort.

Tamed into satisfaction-
illustrated to fit a somber design
of a day badly drawn

Chaos and victory
wrapped in each others arm
as though conflict would not arise

The moon lit up while the sun dimmed
what most would call an eclipse
birds differed being the truth

they flew gallantly over the skies
ruling what trespassed, never setting for rest.
With fervent in their eyes, they looked around

without missing movements, steps, ryhthms,
one would think they've been trained.
Buildings looking to the heavens

turned their faces towards the earth.
Mosaics of cadavers defined the scope of beauty in life
after l'automne passes away

the distance shalll remain still for until spring.
rain shall wash stained colors clean
the sting of the sun shall dry each dying root
leaves de l'automne shall gather silently at my foot.

Pea

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