Friday, January 25, 2008

marionette

Blank mouth
Blank eyes
Blank gesture
In the clear moonlight
Bright as day
A wretched creature gibbers
Somewhere just inside the pines
Blank refusal
Blank dismissal
The gears whir
The lights hum
The curse is cleared
Yet the old ways can't hold
So you wait for the transport
You wait for the edifice of the sky,
Slashing revelation
You wait for a song
To transform you
To make you real

You wait for it