They beheaded the statues, too

[locksmithy]

298. (week 43 fin.)

Assume the furniture reverts
moss after the door chain
stops swinging. Owl pellets
in an apartment without breath.

There are sparks in the back seat
a trailer dragging sparks
in front on the pinball machine
ramp of 93. At this hour

the skyline is Les Mis
-worthy. Ragdoll's castles or
red scarves' triumph of reason.
The guillotine operator

receiving an axe man's tips
in a sow's ear. Execution sewn
into change purse of trinkets
superstition and privilege.

Without failure, lighter fluid
illuminates triads in potholes
interconnected toads.
Unplug near dawn, feed bread/beer.



"Her endless day was her people's endless night."

week43: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6
here are the rest : http://locksmithy.livejournal.com/tag/poem-a-day