Monday, October 21, 2013

Fallen Valentine

Autumn language
mild violence
leaves indoors get dusty
 
the statue in the garden
taking a selfie
its face a sun
 
first there was the idea
of mankind but who
would be fit to carry it out
 
how far ahead
did the gods think
do you think
 
look how carefully they’ve sewn
together the illusion of freedom
with the stitches of love

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