by Richard Trotter

Sing me a stone
to skim on the surface
and lighten the tone
of the watery void.

Draw out the highway
with paper and mud
mesmerise me
like only you could.

Permission the furnace
the blizzard to slay
when the colourless landslide
is blocking the way.

Disturb us together
the eagles of dread,
I'd happily die
when they circle overhead.


Posted on 10/18/2006
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