darkout

Posted 02-Nov-2005 by abrupt   [The Mind of Abrupt, Poetry]

darkout
and moon scrape the sky
appalling membrane:
punctured, riddled, folded, drawn
ended settling
whispered down to cold stone
open hole:
frosted and congealed
receives crumbling
unsung

©2005 Abrupt

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