Labyrinth

Labyrinth

A Poem by Kristine Ferg

Listing with an opened hand,
the claw begets the Mighter's stand
to crease beyond us,
lairs begotten, fought
and told afar.

there clings a soldiers there in folds
of worlds with light and air,
a place for such a grimaced reaper
to take you, break you here.

it's where all the minds
bend to platter-ed fantasies
and wears beyond their means,
in the slightest situations
where confrontations are the lowest
and the children only live
above the knees.

© 2011 Kristine Ferg


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Added on July 3, 2011
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Kristine Ferg
Kristine Ferg

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I'm just another person. Just like you; my art the object of knowledge in understanding who I am and how I am. And that, simply, is enough about me. more..

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