Tuesday, 18 January 2011

m o n o

these warm winds gave me myself
in monochrome
smudged charchol
black and
white and
stained photograph
technicolour rainbow
sunk in a storm
of darkened clouds
and grey]
filled with lead
ashen face to the sky
as the rain
falls through
into the ground
soot covered earth circled by
burnt birds
crying [crying] [crying]
into the shadow
headed for the silt ocean
to dive so deep their eyes can't see
the space where the
used to be.

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