Lilac Wine :: a warzone towards haiku

August 1, 2010

The Bone Room

Filed under: Text — Tags: — Lilac @ 3:01 pm

Everything’s in flux, so I’m glad I threw all my resources into joy; and for some shining moments won. In suspenders and cologne and skirts, only wanting the night to take me in, I won. I won admission and understanding… But the peril in chasing your desires is that you find them, and once concrete, they are subject to real conflict and loss. This is the future, sings Dune. The future is now.

Linger in the arms of your lovers or they’ll be skulls and ashes before you’re done. Ephemera: tea heat, crystal blue eyes, shed porcupine quills and pinned butterflies. We only have a little while.

Midhir, dog-tags warning of famine, says Stay.


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