10.09.2011

A Player's Dream

a wish born from granite ears and throbbing lips
   colliding
       confiding
             captivating as a whirlwind of light and night and gilded ashes
falling as a flurry of snowy feathers
and lit once upon a broken wing
   held forgotten by the 
                                 underground
kept silent by the muting gasp
   of trees falling alone
       and firebirds scattering their mocking song
to the rain.

an ethereal hope set fire by the passions of a numb monochrome
   tingling with the promise of yesterday
       and the abandonment of tomorrow.

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