ion

by Illuminara

Posted to Action Poetry on 2003-12-08 21:02:00

Parent message is 557635
highly charged
motion
lying in a puddle
trapped
condemned to dance
when rain dictates

stone
I am cold
lifeless
confined to a once
animated corner
where the bricks now
crumble
and the shadows make
the only stretching sound



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; )! nick