Saturday, December 29, 2007

Pass it on

Conjuring an incubus
Finding it hard to tame.
As an inchoate life fades away
who's to take the blame?

The weak,the wiccan or the game?

Soldering the dazed to death
blistered efforts remain.
As the light resolves to extinguish
who's to take the blame?

The wind, the flicker,or the flame?

1 comment:

gugs said...

beautiful flow...!!!
i love short poems... good job... keep it kickin!!!
peace!!!