Monday, April 13, 2009

I'm static and sparking -
Watch my bright eyes as they
Shine at you, just you

(Although, dousing me is a
Feat you've mastered.
I attribute no blame - my fires
Leap out, dark and hard;
Weathering can ache.)

Still, my tended lick of heat is
Glowing nicely now -
I think it an easy
Full blush.

--

Of-times I stop, I flutter -
Will you tire of lending me lessons?
I'm alien, mis-read
Confused
I drop basics and throw away
Perfect norms in mad
Reckless heaves.

1 Comments:

At 11:48 pm, Blogger Jess said...

Em! This is totally unrelated, but I came across some DWP meta tonight and thought I should pass it along.

http://thelastgoodname.livejournal.com/247215.html?format=light

 

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