last night

by in_extremis

Posted to Action Poetry on 2003-09-27 16:55:00

left alone to defend some
empty, windswept darkness,
a cold world, a lonely tower

and the wooden movements of my fingers
tracing patterns in frosted glass;

shadows, hand puppets strung
from ceiling gallows.


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