letterbomb 497
Monday, May 22, 2006
nostalgia:
regress,
regret,
repeat.

all left in the past,
dried and withered
forgotten in ancient textiles...
pressed between pages
of old text.

i'll eat that humble nostalgia
you package and rest in my box--
swallow it whole
veins and all,
with a sneer for the ages
and another plan for your demise
as beautiful as azure cradling
its fiery pink sunset brood.


[you should be thankful that i keep your worrisome ego up at night]

4 Comments:

At 4:49 PM, May 22, 2006, Anonymous Anonymous said...

nice imagery. good work on this one.

 
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