Drip...Drop...A Poem by Luna LazarusNo.Interweaving spider-like tendrils Trickle down the plush slope; Rising up delicately, and bursting forth.
The dam has broken, and a sea of life pours down. Zoom out and it’s back to that deadly trickle, Creating open tunnels to guide the serpents down.
Veering wildly to the side, It reaches for something to hold onto, Wickedly grabbing at nothing.
Freefalling from skin, The drop lets go of the body it once knew.
Exploding against the surface below, It dies pitifully. © 2011 Luna LazarusAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on May 10, 2011 Last Updated on May 10, 2011 AuthorLuna LazarusPortland, ORAboutPoetry is my water, my fuel, and my acidic regret in the form of eloquent text. I am Luna. Luna is I. I renamed myself Luna so I could always be reminded of the beauty of the moon, and strive to achi.. more..Writing
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