Weeping like the ghost of winter, we watch our tears kiss ash and - TopicsExpress



          

Weeping like the ghost of winter, we watch our tears kiss ash and turn to steam. We walk on hot coals where a stream meandered. Tarred and tanned. We flex and count the tumours on our hands--spreading swiftly now. For this, we waited just a lifetime. Sun blessed mirror shaded mad dogs. Blow a kiss well all fall over. Hunting the oasis but theres only cola- sensurround. A technicolour thrill . . . it costs a fortune, so it must be real. For just a little sip, well keep waiting (just a lifetime.) And some of us work underground. We dug a hole and settled down. We waited for the gentle sound of steady rain to soak the ground and raattle on our ventilator. Guess the time we sat there waiting. Yes, you guessed! We waited just a lifetime. And dragons walked the earth again; parrafin was free. A fire-eater went insane and torched the final tree. And one fine say the planet crumbled, just cos someone sneezed. For this, we waited just a lifetime.
Posted on: Thu, 01 Jan 2015 13:00:32 +0000

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