September
12, 2012
#8
Brownout
Burnt
myself brown, darker than shoe-polish stains,
hydrocarbons aromatic, cyclic and nauseating . Smiled back
at the bushes, pockets of empty. Escaping from the
forest of burning trees and the thick smoke of bees, towards
the water source - the trickle of life.
hydrocarbons aromatic, cyclic and nauseating . Smiled back
at the bushes, pockets of empty. Escaping from the
forest of burning trees and the thick smoke of bees, towards
the water source - the trickle of life.
amazing words again !! how you dig yourself and create such imagery !!
ReplyDeletei dont know - glad u liked it :)
ReplyDeleteso much depth...ashadharon!
ReplyDeletethis has a pervading sense of gloom, but the "aalo-r aalpin" comes at the end! Loved it!
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