Saturday, October 8, 2011

Adrift


Drift
play another life

Indifferent
home again

Eyes, speaking ties
Worked skulls-for skull

Me
someone by gears

Notes
Feathers, find hide

Dawn aflame
out of sleep

Drifting suicide

4 comments:

conference gifts said...

Nice poem. It touches my personality though.

Lea said...

Beautiful words. I was amazed by how you arranged them.. indeed drifted me while reading :)

rami said...

Very touching, but a bit discouraging...

Seo said...

Great poem, you're talented