Sunday, September 27, 2009

I knew that coast as we drew near

I knew that coast as we drew near

the pallid breakwaters, the flotsam of war

nameless and already scavenged, a tear-

drop, a crystal casket lapping the shore,


the pallid breakwaters; the flotsam of war

even when damaged remains saleable –

drop a crystal casket lapping the shore

into whatever on-line auction is available:


“Even when damaged remains saleable,

a priceless window onto a blood-soaked world,

into whatever on-line auction is available…”

at which a hive of collectors collectively uncurled


a priceless window onto a blood-soaked world

of sheer lust for object’s satanic darkness

at which a hive of collectors collectively uncurled

its wings, hounds of other heavens gave a bark


of sheer lust for object’s satanic dark

blades, pincers, shells, toy bird mine,

its wings; hounds of other heavens gave a bark,

point of sale would end of war define:


blades, pincers, shells, toy bird mine,

I knew that coast as we drew near:

point of sale would end of war define,

nameless and already scavenged, a tear…

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