Tuesday, October 27, 2009

27 October, 2009 - Glasgow Picnic

Glasgow Picnic

Swallowed by the forest I frantically search,
Buzzing and humming from the distance
Leaves crunching with each coming step,
Frost hanging blissfully, gasps of freedom
Circling the brush,
Eternally Lifeless.
Oaks becoming shopping mall mannequins,
Mocking each scratch, my futile gnawing.
Slugs loaded up in the chamber
Pointed at my temple,
Eyes gazing with passion and coldness,
Numbly Ecstatic,
Biting and Breaking,

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