March 31, 2010

Houses are elaborate coffins – a poem by Jeff

Posted in Uncategorized at 9:45 am by aleksan

man made machine to replicate
still silences, repeated kaleidoscope mirages
stoney cold judgements
as if intelligence rules
human flaw, can’t see
listen without ears
vocalised, song sung.
sing little bird
whose voice shatters, vibrations quaked flat
mouths side smiling, teeth bared
whispering
I’m watching you, with no need to wait
because I know our demise
we share

Dr eams

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