Thursday, September 11, 2014

Catapult

I.

Shot through the sky
Burning as though on fire.
I sung for a second; I burned so bright.

Then I was snuffed out.
Destroyed as one lets a sparkler
fizzle into the night.

II.

Dear heart of stone
Let me break you
That you might be rebuilt

Into a home for the homeless
Or a place of refuge
I need to hurt you, to heal you.

III.

I cannot feel anything.
The air, it chokes me.
All is lost

I was so stupid
To have hoped I was more-
than a king's pawn.

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