Saturday, 20 February 2010

Locket

Fill my hands with water

Drenched in all the words

That were spoken by a mother

To a voiceless bird

Steal the night, the hours

With mirrors, & ink unspilt

And all I’ll eat are flowers

And all I’ll taste is guilt

 

Hidden from the horse’s mouth

Gilded lies fly North to South

And I am not a little girl

But sleeping daisies fill my world

I blow them kisses

But they will not wake

 

And what’s a curve to a knighted world

What’s a diamond to a sea of pearls

What is coal to eyes that are black

They only see black, she breathes black

So what is black to the stars

Who have long

Turned

Their

Backs?


I'll never tell.

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