Monday, March 22, 2010

Razor black

Razor black
Corrupt and cruel,
Is this the sign?
Time, rage, confusion all
Fight for air
On the blasted face
Of a generation's attention.

We stutter around our lives
Frozen against the stones
To mark and provide
Our dignity of existence.
Only our eyes move
Unyielding in our pain
Rotation unrelenting
Under our idle feet.

Separate plots divide
Our shared abyss
And we die as we live - 
Alone - together - 
Unaware and cold.

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