Monday, October 29, 2007

jack's song

mundane,defensive,
September's offensive,
Futile, facing winter's discontent.

fatal attractions, cosmic retractions,
perversions and aversions, segue into pleasant diversions,
i've forgotten who i was, and where i am headed,
what i want, and who i've bedded.

night's down, bleeding black,
i rest my case, slowly lean back,
Yawp at the skies, i'm amused and laughing,
the horses snort a shadowy breath,
skeletons traipse the Dance of Death,
the power floods, the juices flowing,
the pubs are empty, the lights are glowing,
the ladies amble, the darkness groaning,
i step to shadows, i choose my prey,
my blade glitters, it's time to play.

3 comments:

riya said...

wow. i'm slowly graduating from reader to fan!

p.s. is that supposed to be 'yawp'?

100hands said...

Thinking
in triptychs
Breaking a hand
Knifing a vein
Singing
in diptychs
Killing a band
Lighting a jane

jun said...

dude, where's my t-shirt?!!!!!