Wednesday, October 15, 2008

THREE WEEKS TO GO



Showing eyes phosphorescent

in fear, muddied with

dread lie our

heavy heads

our throats

are thunderclouds

for fear breaks

off—

flakes. And this October

is shrill silence

as bats cringe

inches from the skin.

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