Aurburn, Lost in Monoxide
By lupus tenebrae
Surrounded by the trees
and exhaling
poetry
carbon, floating bare, in curtains
garland, from
an eve for certain
stolen of its cheery silent nights,
monoxide serpents looking to bite
at auburn whispers through
a lover's mind
exchanges in the rafter's left behind,
and
the pillars stopping just short of the sky
seeing all the memories,
riding lullabies.
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Copyright 2013 lupus tenebrae
Published on Tuesday, February 19, 2013.
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