Archives Dec. 18, 2005

Faded Demons


Normally they are warped splendour
Twisted wreckage of the day
Piled on articles from papers
Digested and forgotten long ago
Forms disolve to truths and passions
Love pokes out from every door
Reality folds ten dimensions
Into our cosy carpet on a floor

Yet last night they wimpered
Rooms merely rooms
All just places for ...

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Shell Between


The design is elegant
Not seen day to day
Elongated form
Little extra mass
Throat gently curved
Well detailed
Nape smoothed into crown
Traces on the surface
Ripples in hard metal
Hiding the machinery
Or exposing it
Your mind knows
But doesn't tell your heart
She must be within
Turning an unexpected corner
Arching ...

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