Snapshots from the Edge
Posted in Literature on Aug 23rd, 2008 1 Comment »
There is this solitary confinement.
Beneath a surface, rages a storm.
Underneath, steely rocks
Will pierce your soft heel.
Be careful walking
My land-mined territory.
My eyes were fiery
Like a cascading lava,
Gentle as it flows but
Death will come,
along its path. As if words
can singed you until
the last traces of life turned
into ash.
These glass windows
Will shutter with
My restrained voices
Until it falls [...]
