Monday, November 24, 2008

petrol lit the night far off

as though some strange unknown animal
had entered our bodies
collective.......soft...... marine
we felt quickly for our urgent purses
....................of disaster
knew suddenly
that only some cold wind from some north
..............wasteland veldt
of what feels like............ a soul
could make this apparition evaporate

down there
in leaden understanding
hardheaded men in caps
.......................beat all day

and at dusk we rutted our hats aloft

never was there a time for this
such spreading pink evil

now in wild flares
petrol lit the night far off
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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Yes.