Lull

For Kurt

Lull

 

Collide

Be-bop in the eye of the storm

Still time, still time, steal time…

 

Shape shifting faces

Dry shades in the lull

Waiting for the deluge, again

 

Again and again and when, oh when how long…

 

Cloud like a hammer

Takes away the sins

Singed fingers pull away

Before the fury

 

Attacked attacked attached

Umbilical attached

Attached, attacks the heart

The heart unprepared to take the rain

 

The rain, the rain, the rain…

The end.

Reviews

[Little Blue]

I love the repetition of the words, and then the subtle changes in those words. The "Smells like Teen Spirit" feel is a wonderful touch to your already mesmerizing poetic style. Kurt Cobain would be proud!