Off Topic: Today’s Verse 21

It would appear I’m on a cinnabon roll.

He sees a sky studded
w/ sinews of somber rays of complaints
knelt down at the crossbow
of witching hour
he delays the seconds
elapsing
impropriety weighs
for no one is stopping
he demands a painted victory
sodden to the aftershock
amber pools into a loser’s mouth.

imagine, if you will,
your cavities on fire.

–yiqi 17 dec 08 10:44AM