Monday, April 30, 2018

Red Cone (LF) tossed #343


tossed

words
tossed away
with disdain

not caught in
flight
nor grounded

words and thoughts
not stolen nor
bought
the trace of
brush or pen
is fraught

a mangled tangled thing
images
words
invisible
on wires and string

placed on  paper
more solid
than now
where words
winged up high
whirling
crashing
where meeting
or fighting
over and over
like Sisypheus
the day begins



1 comment:

  1. words for the compost
    words for the trash
    words for the recycling bin

    words of prayer
    suggesting sin
    set the buggers free!

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