Robe’s Frozen Shadow
November 3, 2011, by Homme de Sept-Îles
nightfall's roses
soot fell from silk
bones under, sharper than hooves
cold as spilt gas
this smile under this moon
brocade facade teeth jilt
lips meant none
not stretch
far rocks splash across the cold soul ocean
the one you couldn't see away
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