Pages

8 October 2012

Rain

Puddle

 

Prisoners of the rain

Bearers of bad tidings

Trudge into the east

Two stops beyond Eden

Where dark beasts are born

Within the hearts of the loveless

False witnesses deny the dawn

To live in the dark

They pack empty suitcases

And run in diminished circles

Like blind men hitching rides

To any other place devoid of light

The lies they spread infect the ear

And flourish like cancer

In the minds of the uncaring

.

2 comments:

  1. If I ever was touched by perfection, it was through these flows. I can't get enough of it

    ReplyDelete
  2. Thank you Lolita - you are too kind

    ReplyDelete