I could have died there,
steel rolling over my flesh
like wood over dough.
Archive for July 14th, 2010
couldn’t feel my feet,
floating through the night on waxed
wings, heading to sun.
Artwork: The Lament For Icarus, by Herbert James Draper.
14
Jul
10
Haiku #303
I glued the pieces
(some shards bigger than others,
oddly stuck in place).
THE INKWELL 