"The desert bears only a scathing sun, and nothing more."
"What about mirages?"

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

ButterFly.

Need wings to relieve
stiff, raw bone.
Need eyes that are
dark, veiled and sultry.
Need words that
don't buckle
like nimble fingers,
spagetti bridges,
and brittle noses.

Because without those,
all you are is
a wilted caterpillar.
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3 comments:

  1. Human ParadoxSeptember 15, 2010 at 6:48 AM

    Great imagery here JB. "Spagetti bridges." You have an eye for detail. A window washer's eye.

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  2. Matt McKechnieSeptember 16, 2010 at 11:09 AM

    Great writing. Found you thru my bro human paradox. Love the 'need words that don't buckle' line. Keep at it!
    GR

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  3. The Square CornerSeptember 16, 2010 at 3:29 PM

    Insightful and funny at the same time. Clever work, JB.

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