Saturday, June 07, 2008

kissing the charybdis

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kissing the charybdis

build your whims and wishes carefully,
for cotton candy castles blow away
when the slightest breeze comes.
a puff of air from the nostrils of daemons and dreams.
I've been sold more than one sack of sorrows,
tomorrows that were past their due date, sold.
old gold and the red of lips, painted,
sainted thoughts that fought for nothing.
nothing but a ring of ink and cold hands,
clamped clammy over the oracles of truth,
to silence them from shouting a warning.
morning glories and black roses strewn for miles.
trace flesh growing back over the mending bones.


William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.

2 observations:

ssgreylord said...

I especially love the first three lines.

They speak to me and remind me that all actions and dreams should come from a deep, rooted place otherwise, poof, they're blown away like dandelion seeds in the wind.

4:38 PM
William F. DeVault said...

Amen.

Everyone dreams, and no matter how beautiful the dream, without roots it blows away in the wind, wasted.

5:20 PM

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