Broken Out Paddy Blues
so much fury and power
blundering and fumbling
veering wildly into traffic
sucking in the world
passing by faces
drops on the skin
disturbed by the air
followed by silence
a captured piece
adamantly inclined
to be held and touched
she wants it more than glory
trades her inner fire
ways to rationalize
the beans into trees
a once claimed dance
obvious frayed edge
never could see the shape
coming around the corner
the dart flies to its mark
we watch and ponder
random consequences
boxers as trees
waiting for the fall
the axe against the trunk
grave questions ignored
my lifeless foyer
swept clean by digression
loose putrid dreams
a small wonder of august
this humbled place
jet freed dance
tying up the years
© 2009 Deep Piercing Cut
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