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Monday, 23 November 2009

  • Clock Watcher

    Revelations in the mire of a 5 billion year old clock;
    Its second hand akilter--its face moss encrusted.
    A glance askew reveals seasons in dust;
    Eons waning as hands too immense to perceive tick;
    And tock too slow for racial memory to reveal.
    Here in the ephemera of a glance;
    In the briefest breath of life;
    We face the most brutal judgment--that of ourselves.
    Our joys give way to tragedies;
    Our tragedies give way to joys;
    As our seasons pass into dust.

  • Lilitu

    Crimson washed black by the moonlight;
    Pale blues now turned white.
    There is a truth to every illusion;
    A desire for a mirage's kiss.
    To be embraced by mist;
    Cool caresses turned to warm kisses;
    Wet with sanguine release.
    Crimson washed black by the moonlight;
    An illusion of a lover from a parasite.
    Logic drained from anemic reason;
    Pale blues now turned white.



Sunday, 22 November 2009

  • Accidents In My Bones

    "It was an accident--
    I walked into a door", she said.
    Doors swing--
    And swing.
    Swing like fists.
    Sometimes a door comes unhinged.
    Unhinged and unpredictable.
    Weeks later--
    "I fell down the stairs".
    Arm in a cast--
    Eyes downcast.
    Stairs incline--
    Or are inclined to hurt those close to them.
    "It was an accident", she said.
    "I have accidents in my bones--
    They break like hearts do".

    Copyright 2009 Thom Foster

Saturday, 07 November 2009

  • Black-hearted Lindsey and The Cold-hearted Man

    Two birds they come aflying--
    Two crows in the night--
    Two birds come aflying--
    One black soot the other a snowy white.
    Black-hearted Lindsey and the Cold-hearted Man.
    His eyes were bloody rubies--
    Hers were the blackest pearls--
    His eyes were bloody rubies--
    And they watched the night clouds' swirls.
    Black-hearted Lindsey and the Cold-hearted Man.
    Two birds they come aflying--
    Two crows in the night--
    Two birds come aflying--
    One black soot the other a snowy white.
    The Devil couldn't take them--
    No matter how hard he tries--
    The Devil couldn't take them--
    They'd done pecked out his eyes.
    Listen carefully in the dark and hear them laugh as the Devil cries.
    Black-hearted Lindsey and the Cold-hearted man--
    Black-hearted Lindsey and the Cold-hearted man--
    Flying through the night, just outside the divine plan.

Wednesday, 26 August 2009

Edgebreak

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    • Member Since: 3/2/2008

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