Mar 10, 2011 19:04
we drove in the blinding light of the afternoon sun,
hazy and warm.
a confusion whispered quietly like a bomb
gentle like a knife lodging through the chest.
a reckless wind
a lost breeze
a sweaty palm to repel and attract/subtract.
the noise of the city
labyrinth of dirt
kingdom of the dead
until it is no longer the sky that blinds
but the headlights of oncoming cars
blur the peripheral.
the snake. the mongoose.
an irony.
cigarettes and hospital parking lots.
a wish to be deaf.
an emergency room a stones throw away
just in case of failure.
lead feet. the tragedy of sleep.
a reckless wind blows through the streets
the arteries of this metropolis.
caution, vultures abound.