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Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Land of the Scorpions


-1-


last night

i dreamt of scorpions


and they hung like broken cries

on the tangents of darkness



till they crawled into my vein

and i smeared their poison

all over my lines

-2-


i saw the scorpion in your eyes

when i first met you

in a land of dreams and demons


but they are everywhere now

blocking my sceptic visions

with their watery screams


as they build walls of dark love

between me and my reflection


-3-



tonight she may declare war

or make love with gods


and rule an island of symphony

with fangs of the scorpion

or i may write the most electronic poem

that will seep into the insulation

of her heart


or i may even die another death

in the land of the scorpions

-4-



from my neolithic embryo

to my cyber grave


i am grave-digging

a humus of lost memories

for the scorpion of the scorpions


may be someday

i shall be-numb the fangs of the scorpion

with the poison of my blood


and god

i shall forgive you that day

1 comment:

SHEELONEE said...

Very stark.can fascinate .hweva, u experiment wid words, wch i lykd. but if u can, try experimenting violence with calmness. be subtle, i think, given ur area of experimentation, it'll cum out v.well.