Tuesday, June 30, 2009

wings on a beast.

lost in the highway,
a delicate form
becomes entrapped
by the weight of wind,
a slow hurricane
in the speed of sight.
caught, two wings
of blurred color,
repressed beauty,
a creatures body,
intact with teeth
and little legs.
frozen by the moment,
the fast energy working,
how do we come here?

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