Sunday, 12 July 2009

King to Rook Four

Cajun moon in Antarctic sky
Lovers leaping, heartbreaks die.
Dust and Feathers from whirling wilds
Metal rusts and disposable child.
Sense is useless, instinct flawed
Evil everywhere, goodness stored.
Concrete tree and organic harp
Gigabyte brain idiot sharp.
Tachyon messages, eyes of an Owl
Exit to extinction, barely a scowl

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