Thursday, March 18, 2010

Verse: Scavenger

(NB: I may have used elements of this before, but m'lady left my scribble lying around, and I thought it could stand one more attempt, thus the title)

Night retrieves
the light of day
like a scavanger

leaving only
the new flesh
ready to be consumed

and we crawl
into love and
make a bed of it.

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