Thursday, May 13, 2010

Adrenaline junkie

Born again! Entangled in the withered tendrils
of a misty morn that shuns the saturated hues
of a neurasthenic dream.

Alert! Impaled against the frosted glass
of a barrage of scenes whose meaning
fails to blur the edges of those parting words.

Stand to! Secure the corner table
And protect your flanks!
From those who'd feign to notice
Your bewildered stance.

Content! At peace with the report
of those forgotten drops that frame
the noise of your beguiling smile.