Thursday, April 12, 2012


There is
a trap surrounded
by a voluptuous
It was an object that
comes from nowhere,
and burns
like a migraine.
Doors pop open,
Stars act out on newsstand,
Cars carry truth and sadness,
Birds greet morning with encouraging words.


Deborah David Schmidly said...

amazing flow.


Anonymous said...

I am falling down!

tigercity said...

my initial thought is the ground zero in NYC.. but even if it isn't about that, it's a well described scene.. the sickness prevelant in modern society perhaps..