Friday, August 3, 2012

Panacea


Gravity graces us with fear
and aligns us with treachery;

too many close calls
with hydroplaning –

a déjà vu
I wish I never knew.

But I sang
that brief wave home.

Invincibility is a golden leader
with many followers
and no survivors.

The dark blue
before dawn was piercing –

acknowledging that darkness,
I wanted nothing more
than to descend into
its seductive slumber…


but some goddamn creature
stares at me
well after I’ve pretended
to fall asleep.

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