Saturday, January 21, 2012

Liar


A promise
with the dawn
crushes the
morning and
the sun
disappears.
Feathered creatures
cling onto
wood with
unsteady feet
and don't
wait.
And the animals
creep along
the stone
and grass
and their mouths
freeze.
But the sun
will break and
the birds
will hang and
the animals speak
"Liar."

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