Tuesday, November 19, 2013

Speakeasy

littered words in
a flight of birds

falling from branches
to layer upon matted green

falling from hair in
a snow dust embarrassment

leaking from ears to
make candles for the night

dripping from nostrils
in a lethargic ooze

spewing over tongue
in a soiled course of discourse

littered words having
raked, blown, raked

to burn on chilled
afternoons in rising smoke

a burn to smolder
upon which all choose to choke

when the taste of
shoe leather becomes all too common

rain down littered words
shite white from frightened birds


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