Monday, May 7, 2012

penny nightmares

try to turn away
turn into the gray cocoon
float over the frozen ocean
bob and weave into
comfortable nothingness
it's these penny nightmares
it's a terrifying thing, being seen

but every time you try to turn
I will grab one corner
of your fiery wings
get burned
and pull you from the flame
of infinite space
watery time
painful thought

tuck you under my arm
and run
to the warm hearth
the soft couch
the laden table
tuck you inside
and let you use
my heart for your pillow

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