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Of Branks and Bridles (Devil's night out)
By Efamilia
Another night of
Branks and bridles
Bitch slap confessionals
Legless fools
Paying homage to
Drunken dogs
Baying wolves
Howling
Hoping
To swallow the moon
A three ring circus
Masters of puppets
Calling card entourage
Glass eyes
White-line-fever
Wiretap halo
Shotglass symphony
A cold room
With no view
Blackened windows
Blackened hearts
Highway leeway
*BANG*
The Devil dances
Clean it up
Let’s go for a drink!
(The sun longs to bring her home; but any warmth
is lost to the cold moon that holds her)
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© 2007 Efamilia
Published on Tuesday, November 6, 2007.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on "Of Branks and Bridles (Devil's night out)"
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A former member wrote:
so much imagery. really like the last line in parenthesis.
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A former member wrote:
very, very good. i really liked this piece from you. ~ hdb
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