Tuesday, 23 March 2010

Spring came

Spring came
sucked my breath away
through the receiver

I saw
my bridges caught on fire
by floating marzannas

disposable sirens
sing about us
walking in circles

they told me
my secrets smelled good
like lilacs

even those growing wild
in my voice box
by a wild creature

picture: an example of a marzanna
yoinked from here

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