Thursday, August 25, 2011

Wind's Valentine

When the wind perceived our weakness
we were stripped slowly and paraded
in front of cameras
so our humiliations could be
preserved as one of the original
thirteen imaginations how
many have we left
a taste for bee beards
vulture eggs and semen
plagued the nations
but still you refused
to eat your chocolate rabbit
your fair madness
relative and clear
traitor to our fear.

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