Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Poems In Progress


deviant art by slaine


POEMS IN PROGRESS


You know, after working over

these poor things,

some wounded, gashed, bleeding,

and holding their sides,

it’s a wonder they trust me

to approach them at all,

considering their fragile conditions.



But I coax them,

time and time again,

urging them to reveal themselves,

hibernating in their dark barrels,

knowing that any moment

could be my last.


Alan Britt

Posted over on Strange Road

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