Friday, July 29, 2011

She Drank Time

She drank time …. until it was cold
guzzled it down her throat until
the doors closed to her unhinged mind
then swayed back and forth, to squeaks
of chains, dragging across dirt floors
which bound her, all the same
to steel post, rooted deep - to untold life.

She drank time, till the clock ran out
no chimes to ring, no song sung
desperate twisted thoughts unwrung
she thought that’s when life began
soaked - in dreaded fright
shaking out, lost dim lights
sparkled eyes, now gone
arms wrapped tight
to lost alleys…
in the dead
of -----
night .

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