Friday, July 3, 2009

Broken Net

Crunched inside
accordian
taunting music croons

Because you
wouldn't hear us
we've attacked your lungs

wheezing
popping
hissing

you are our
circus
bum

Trying to escape
will only
make you spin

a car upon
the ice
spinning with the wind

You face the
same direction
yet we really

shook you up
eyes are wide
open

In case
you'd care
to duck

Time a
broken net
no one will escape

Tie it round
your neck girl,
wear it as a cape
A.S.
7/3/09

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