Once, just once I'd like the peace
And the quiet of deathly hollow rings
Bricks built to block
Annihilated by love & rock
Egg shells made the path a bloody mess
Before death, I adored the sound of distress
© 2010 Anthony Desmond Scott. All Rights Reserved.
1 comment:
Powerful piece, Anthony - heavy words.
P.S. - My mother told me that when I was a little boy I freaked out at having to ascend a glass staircase in a department store, afraid it wouldn't hold me because it was transparent.
Your blog is not transparent at all, but rather is solid and substantial. I'm not afraid here.
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