Sunday, October 19, 2008

nature not a pacifying force
golden shear cutting blonde hair
blond falling splashes on the wood floor
the open kitchen window,
singing softly as he cuts
& touches her ears
wincing as a drip of blood stains
on her sun dress.
without her sun dress
she begins to cry
An interflow of pain
shadowing her body
moving through the veins

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