my head an accident waiting to happen
My head
an accident
waiting
to happen
I see you
I watch
surreptitiously
between the iron railings
rusty as ancient coffin nails
where green paint flaked
like the still warm and living skin
hanging from the ragged back
of one who is flayed alive
I wonder
about your life
your loves
the tragic brief happiness
that is never
too bad to be true
in the struggle
of life
that is not living
my head
an accident
waiting
to happen
I am a fool
made of glue
yellow
faded
aged
ugly as factory chimney pots
spewing forth black choking smoke
while you
effervescent
liquid purple
youthful
incandescent
beautiful as a cemetary
bathed in the midday marmalade sun
my head
an accident
waiting
to happen
waiting
waiting
waiting
Steven Dark
Wed 27th Jun 2012 13:52
Patricia and Stefan, good to hear from you both and thank YOU.
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