Thursday, March 20, 2014

Untitled - Latest Poem
















Untitled

These burnt words
shift, break,
ash in air.

All that is left
is what isn't there.

Dark like the new moon,
an eyeless socket.


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Photographer Kruljac Tomislav
Poem completed 3/2014

5 comments:

Rot said...

really REALLY love this one.

Jay's Shadow said...

So cool.

I think you should publish your poetry.

Or at least give a book of them to a certain haunter.

;)

Mark Faucett said...

Have to say, I'm diggin' this one too Ms. Bean!

bean said...

Thanks, ya'll. :)

Willow Cove said...

Very cool poem!